My Darkest Day

I have always loved you daddy and I always will
Even though its been 2 years I feel it stinging still
I miss your touch, your laugh, your hug
But what I miss the most of all is the warmth of your love
It is all the little things, that I miss the most
Like how you always smelled like grease, and that slight diesel note
All the happiness and all the joy came to a sudden stop
When that morning I was given news that your condition had horribly dropped
My heart sank and I began to cry we all knew it was the end
I wasn’t sure on where to turn I was going to lose a friend
He was my friend, my teacher, my father of course
And he was the root of all my knowledge; it was him that was the source
But he was so much more than that to me he was superman
So how could something like this happen through anything he could stand
All the things he taught me and all the things I knew
Could not prepare me even a bit for what we had to do
We made the decision to set you free to take away the pain
The doctors said you wouldn’t make it not even another day
So as I stood there and held your hand and told you it was ok
I knew that deep inside my heart I wanted you to stay
I grasped your hand and held you close and whispered in your ear
“I love you dad and I always will I’ll take care of things down here”
“Just let go I’ll take care of mom myself and even Bryan too”
I do believe this was the hardest thing I had to do
As you turned to look at me I knew what you would say
“I love you son and I always will and I’m proud of you this day”
Then you took your final breath and shed a single tear
Crying, and sobbing, and screams of why are all that I could hear
That was it and he was gone, I will never forget that day
I cant stop thinking about how I love him and wished he could’ve stayed
I wish he were here to see me grow up, and to hold his first grandchild
But most of all I wish he were here so I could see his smile
But I don’t give up and I stay strong because I know he is proud of me
And he’s no longer sick or in pain cause now he is set free
No more pain no more fear he is in a better place
But that doesn’t make me wish any less that I could still see his face
But now every morning when look in the mirror do you know what it is I see?
I see my father and that’s because his legacy lives through me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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July 26, 2015 at 1:00 AM
DANNY:) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups, Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~
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July 2, 2015 at 12:46 PM
Hi Danny, this is a sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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July 2, 2015 at 12:04 PM
Danny, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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July 2, 2015 at 11:44 AM
- Welcome to P- Soup, Danny :) - Thank you for your first poem :) - A deep, moving and lovely poem - I'll be glad to read more from you in the future :) - I wish you good luck with your poems and comments - // Anne-Lise :)
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July 1, 2015 at 11:50 AM
I will say this, your father is always with you. I dont think he has ever left your side, he is still there protecting you. I know you miss his smile, but when you look in the mirror and you feel like you see him then just smile.. and you will see him smile too. Your poem was a lovely memoir of your father. Thanks for sharing such an inspiring poem <3
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