Life is a Cycle
Life is a cycle
It lives and breathes
Not a moment can be still
It's fragility
Born of necessity
Carried on at will
For all the unfairness
We have to go on
Find sense to be free
Even though it feels
Like our canvas is white
Where colour should be
Already your heartbeat
Has found it's way
Into all we do
Our hearts broken
Ignited in grief
All for you
As the tables turned
I tucked you in
A gentle kiss on your face
With tears streaming
I smiled as I saw Mum
As again she took her place
Love and miss you Dad ***
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