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I didn’t know what loss was possible until I had kids.
I never thought that I could love someone so much.
I’m so proud of my wife for all that she did.
She gave me the power of a baby’s first touch.
The love I have for them has never been lost,
Even though I see them less and less these days.
The price of that love sometimes comes at a cost.
I always feel guilty whenever my wife prays.
I wish I could have been there more than I was,
Through all of the good times and even the bad.
But fate cruelly stepped in as it so often does,
And completely turned upside down the life that I had.
I’ll never forget that warm summer morning,
When I took my wife and young children to the park.
It was a day that ended in another kind of mourning.
My family’s silver lining had suddenly become dark.
I’ve enjoyed watching my children grow up and mature,
And seeing them go out and make their own life.
They will be wonderful people, of that I can be sure,
Because after I died, they were cared for by my wife.
Copyright © PJ Scheidel | Year Posted 2022
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