Farewell Hero
Pulling back the curtain is a long man in bed still and quiet.
A quirky, quiet, humble, loner that shared this world with me briefly.
Seeing him my mind reminises back to learning to ride my bike and helping me pick out dresses for a date.
Fingers laced in comfort of forever sleep.. I bend to say a final farewell and look up, knowing his spirit ascended..
Whispering " you're my hero, daddy..Goodbye "..
Heather Turner
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