Daddy
Daddy was my hero.
My very own superman.
He was my judge, my jury, and my biggest fan.
My dad was an amazing man.
He was my son's papa and his very best friend.
Two peas in a pod from beginning to end.
It all seems like a horrible dream.
It's hard to breathe and I wanna scream.
I can feel my heart breaking and it hurts really bad.
God already took my mom why did he have to take dad.
God must have saw that he was tired and needed to rest.
So God called him home because father knows best.
I'm going to make you proud like I said I would do.
Never forget how much I LOVE YOU!
Copyright © Shelly Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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