Dad's Death

Two weeks ago, Dad drew his final breath.

Now I have no parents because of his death.

He was battling leukemia and took a turn for the worse.

It was unpleasant to see him being hauled in the hearse.


He passed away on the 13th of July.

When I went to his funeral, I had to say goodbye.

He suffered tremendously while he battled cancer.

Why did he get leukemia, only God has the answer.


During all of this, people were by his side.

He couldn't beat his illness even though he tried.

When I saw him in his casket, it was sad.

Many people came to pay their respects to Dad.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

[Dedicated to Charles F. Johnson (1947-2013) who died July 13, 2013.]

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barbiegogo's picture

Beautiful writing

You sure write from the heart Can feel your pain...

nightlight1220's picture

Very sorry for your loss. It

Very sorry for your loss. It takes me back to when my own father passed on...most remembered is the eerie feeling that the two people most responsible for bringing me into existence were now gone, and I was alone on the Earth in a way I never really believed would ever happen. Living each day since that time has been more meaningful than I ever would have thought. I no longer consider death an ending. I wish you as much or more from your Dad's passing, and the time to mourn in a healthy manner. ~peace~


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "