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My Last Hour With My Father

MY LAST HOUR WITH MY FATHER... With small hints and gestures Familiar and known, The seeds of your exit were carefully sown. Requesting I shave you, that personal contact A handshake, some laughter, gentle acceptance. Relaxed and ready, you're all you are - Alive! Full of reminiscence of a life, a path that led to other paths and road, and views. You did your best, now dressed and looking forward, over the edge. You won't admit to feeling scared; This road, it ends for all Which makes a last goodbye unkempt As you reach out for the sky.. Goodnight and God Bless. My Daddy x

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Date: 2/13/2017 8:51:00 AM
Beautiful Martin. Thank you so much for sharing this. xomo
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Date: 2/13/2017 8:47:00 AM
Very heart touching ode about your Dads final hours Martin; I can definitely relate! God bless~Che :)
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