One Sad Day
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Fifteen years ago when my father died
To the hospital I carried him that ill fated day
The staff was caring for him so by his side I could not abide
Then very swiftly to surgery he was taken away
As I was eating, God spoke to me in spirit and I felt daddy brush as he went away
Contest: God, Ghost, and Love
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2011
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