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by Samantha Reed Jun 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The phone fell to the counter And tears welled up in her eyes How was she going to tell the kids Their father committed suicide She walked into the living room And hugged them all so tightly She kissed each one on their forehead And then she whispered lightly "Your father is in a better place, I guess this life he couldn't bear. But he will always be in our hearts." The daughter screamed "It isn't fair!" It isn't fair he left us, Making us have to cope. Hasn't he ever heard of A little thing called hope? Their mother didn't answer She just took them to bed She couldn't concentrate There was too many thoughts in her head He wasn't just a dad And he wasn't just a friend He was more than just a brother And now he isn't "just dead" He's gone away To a better place He's someone that You "just cant erase" He'll be on your mind Every once and awhile But when you think of him Don't cry, smile!