DeathA Poem by Im His DaughterMy Step Dad Herman passed away Feb 3rd 2017. I was at an IF:Gathering conference. I found out when I got home. He was 84 & companion to my mom. They were not married but lived together for 18 yrs.I am reusing the poem I wrote when my Grandma passed in 2011, because there is no other way I feel, but this way. Love you Herman. I will miss you & thank you for being my Step Dad & loving my mom. Death It hurts It's painful It's permanent It's very unforgiving It's down right unbearable Nothing good comes from it at all Death is a reminder that you will never see, hear, feel, talk to or hold the person again It's an end It's the finish So who wins © 2011 Im His Daughter Rewritten © 2017 Im His Daughter |
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2 Reviews Added on February 12, 2017 Last Updated on February 12, 2017 AuthorIm His DaughterCanadaAbout(Sorry I don't read stories, chapters or books. I am not a critic either, I will only read poems. When I comment, I comment only on how it makes me feel. Promise no criticism here unless maybe a word .. more..Writing
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