Broken Hearted Farewell Dad

Watching the round clock reach midnight on hospital wall, my sister one side I on other side of his hospital bed, both of us upset, for hours we had cried, saddened, realizing he was in discomfort, eyes were glazed, skin cold to the feel, we were asked into quiet room for chat, as we looked and listened to reality, explanations of the situation, we were told symptoms unable to heal, agreed to the Liverpool care pathway, life support systems was taken away, we felt so helpless yet still full of hope, we just wanted some kind of miracle though knowing his pain would only be relieved through his passing from this world, hour after hour passed, sunlight illuminated this hospital ward the dawning of a new day, tiredness, sorrow, distress plus a mixture of emotions filed our mind and bodies, patients were being treated, breakfast served, all were normal except for what we were seeing, we were to experience inevitable, we both held his hands, he took his last breath, now out of pain, no more worries, peaceful. True life that once bloomed gave pleasure to so many low grey clouds give hope. Composed on 13/10/2017 For contest Broken-Hearted poem Sponsored by Broken Wings.