The hectic day was finally over;
More and more, it was beginning to show.
Realization had finally kicked in;
More and more, it was harder to let go.
The father sat there with tears on his cheeks
And felt a throbbing pain in his dear heart.
How could this really be possible?
How can one day make us so far apart?
I did not want to believe it at all,
But I knew this time that it was for sure;
My little girl was now up in Heaven.
Why could the doctors not find a cure?
She never gave up; she held on so long.
Why could we have not just seen it coming?
I wish I was there to say goodbye;
Maybe than, the pain would not be so numbing.
People have problems like this every day.
AIDS is a disease that is unbeatable.
I just wish I could take their pain away;
It almost seems to be compeatable.
Now that I feel so lonely and useless,
It is time to move on and help do my part.
I think that God is reaching out to me;
To live my life and heal the broken heart.
I will help others, and I will find a cure.
No one deserves to die and unlived life.
I wish I heard this call for me sooner;
Before it took my daughter and my wife.
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This is one of my oldest poems I've found. I wrote this in 2004, in High School for my Literature class. Just something I found lying around. I think it sounds pretty nifty. Let me know what you think :o)
