He sitting there, he's all alone
without a mate to call his own
He had a wife many years ago
she left him full of pain and sorrow
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Treasure the memory my friend! A poignant tribute indeed. Please read my poem 'Is Not Perception...Reality.' Thanks for sharing, and keep writing.
...a wonderful man - you must be proud to call him your father
you cut close to the bone wit this one Bonnie My dad lost his partner to cancer and raised six of us on his own.. HE died at ninety eight and shortly before he died told the vicar he had been widowed twice as long as he was married and all he wanted was to see his Nell. He was respected and loved by his children and adored by his greandchildren and great grandchildren and gret great grandchildren Thankyou for the memories
This very well written also.... A very touching piece... I am glad that you had shared that! ! !
This is a very touching piece. So heart felt, but I get the feeling that he may have never got the chance to read just how much you cared. (I hope I'm wrong) Because this is truly a fathers greatest achievement, To recieve such a special piece written for him. Again very nice. 'Keep on inkin the Pages' Poison
What a beautiful rainbow u shared! Clearly, deeply u write a purified meaning of love to your father. It is such a great thing to chase his solitude shadow, break the silent of sorrow when u admit that u all love your father...This love never be ending, it will remain in this poem forever...