Do What You Can
She was a beacon, lighting up many dark nights.
There were two relationships of which I am aware.
One was an immature romance filled with toxicity.
The other was paternal and practically none existant.
I attempted personal intervention with one and failed.
I loved and guided her like a father and made a difference.
My granddaughter recently entered her eternal heavenly rest.
And I? May it be said of me, "He has done what he could".
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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