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My Dad


It was on 'Good Friday'1973,

The doctor delivered his verdict, he said 'he has the big c',

He stood there expressionless, not a flicker crossed his face,

So cold, so hard, barely part of the human race,

He never said 'I'm sorry' he didn't say a thing,

He just walked off and left us, we couldn't take it in,

It was only weeks earlier that it started

With a cough and cold,

Now suddenly he was looking very, very old.

We hadn't expected anything, like this to be told,

6 months to a year, he later said.

But by then, my dad was confined to bed,

As it turned out, 6 weeks is all he had,

He suffered terribly, it was very, very bad,

He gave up his cigarettes, which caused all this strife



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  1. Date: 7/29/2012 8:11:00 AM
    My dad and your dad has the same fate and cause of death. But it is indeed a very nice and wonderful poem you wrote. Congratulations and thanks for sharing.

  1. Date: 4/9/2009 9:02:00 AM
    I hope this is a fictional poem, Pat. You made me cry. Terrible. So sad. Ruben.