Twelve Years to the Day

zaf By zaf, 5th Dec 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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I lost my amazing dad twelve years to the day and this is just a short poem to show my loss

Twelve Years to the day.


Twelve Years to the day
The All Mighty called you back
Your family were left in a state of shock and disarray.

The day I lost you, I came back home, pretending to be strong.
I tried so hard to show that nothing was wrong

Silently I went upstairs to your room, opened the door and hoping it was nothing but a bad dream
But when you were not there, I promise dad, I tried to hold back, but I had to scream

The day it happened everything was fine, like so many days we’ve shared before
I sent gods peace upon you, leant forward, kissed your forehead and walked out the door

Never for once in my wildest dreams I ever thought it was to be our last moment together
Every morning and night, I prayed for you to be around a lot longer, infact forever

Oh dad, you were taken from us so sudden
I wasn’t ready to live my life without your presence and for such a burden.

I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when you needed me around
The moment mum found you on the bathroom floor, alone and unable to make a sound

Seeing you in hospital in such a way bought tears to my eyes
Never for a minute, earlier in the day
I thought I’d see your demise.

I was told to say my goodbyes and that it was time to for me to let you leave
But I never had the courage to say bye, as it was the hardest thing for me to believe.

How could they say, it was time for me to let you go
Didn’t they know how much I loved you and what you meant to me?
And that you still had so much to see and show.

You were taken from us way too fast
But the most precious thing to me was you being there for my first breath
And me being there for your last.

Dad, there are times to this day when I sit, at your photo I stare
Hopping one day when I look up you will be standing next to me.
As life without you is very hard to bear.

It’s painful when I think you’re not here and that we are kept apart
But dad, the memories I have off you and our time together help ease the pain I have in my heart.

Every time I drive by the cemetery, I’m hurting inside
I’m sorry I can’t bring myself to stop and give you my greetings
Believe me dad with all my courage, I have tried

One last thing, Dad, I really miss you, I wasn’t ready to say goodbye
It has never been the same since you left
Twelve years on I’m still unable to hold back and when I’m alone
I still cry.

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Bereavement, Dad, Loss, Poem, Poetry

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Passionate about writing, and having written for a few online magazines, I aim to cover many areas of interest and I aim to show this within my articles. I try to give my honest and unbiased opinion.

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author avatar Utah Jay
5th Dec 2014 (#)

I remember my father in much the same way, it is like a piece of me has been taken away, but my love for him will never die and so he lives forever in me...I think your poem is beautiful and I believe he too lives in you...God Bless

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author avatar zaf
5th Dec 2014 (#)

Thank you for your kind words and for taking time to read and leave a comment..

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author avatar zaf
5th Dec 2014 (#)

May your father's soul rest in peace

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author avatar Vicki Haramis
8th Dec 2014 (#)

what beautiful words zaf , your Dad will be proud.its not easy loosing your dad , but know he will always be in your heart,

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