Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

Superman

His leaving hurt my soul,
I am not the same man,
Not quite whole,
I never thought he could pass away,
But it is the truth I see,
He’s in the coffin where I see him lay,
My superman could never be beat,
My hero to say the least,
Galvanized for action, would never accept defeat.

My eyes don’t lie I can see he is dead,
But I can’t believe it,
I’m tough, I’m strong, he always said, 
But old man time caught up with Dad,
His body let him down,
I’m happy but I should be mad,
That God decided to take Pop,
I’m going to the cemetery as soon as I can,
To see if the ground,
Still has my old man.

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Line Gauthier July 7, 2018 at 7:06 PM A touching poem, Timothy. Lovely. Timothy Mcguire July 9, 2018 at 5:45 PM Thank you. I miss my Dad. I'm 62 now but his passing still hurts.

Cheryl Hoffman May 24, 2018 at 9:30 PM An awesome write Timothy; it does seem surreal when a loved one passes away and you have to check the gravesite to see if it really happened...I can relate! So sorry about the loss of your Dad; he sounds like he was a pretty tough guy! (Like Superman!)~Che :) Timothy Mcguire May 25, 2018 at 1:36 AM Thank you. He was a tough guy. Born during the grest depression . WWll vet, He had no fear, was honest and had integrity. I miss him.