Fourth of July

For many years this day was one Of my favorite times of having fun. Until this date in Sixty-two Ripped into my heart, cut it in two. To leave it shredded for evermore. He would never again come through the door. Oh how we cried, the children and I, Father was gone, too young to die. Just as we were planning fun by the ton, Urgent phone call and all was done. Love was forever snatched away. Years have gone by, it still hurts today. 7/3/14