cigarettesA Poem by I am renee
I lost my dad a few years back
"he used to smoke two packs a day of cigarettes" He died of lung cancer When he died I cried for hours with my depression that would last for days "I told him to stop smoking but he wouldn't listen" At the time I guess maybe his fixation of smoking took over his body without giving me a chance to personally say my goodbyes "I loved my dad" Remembering all those times we would go fishing and how he taught me how to ride a bike "beautiful memories of a perfect day" I lost my dad awhile back "his lungs clasped and he stopped breathing" Now I'll never get to see him anymore He can't look at me grow He can't see me at my wedding or give me away to my husband We can't even talk about last night's basketball game "daddy please stop smoking" He spoke to me about smoking "he'd probably let me smoke with him" I know he loved me but he didn't care what would happen to him I remember we would dance together to our favorite song And how he dance with my mother to this song "I never knew my mother" We can't see each other anymore He can't give me away at my wedding He can't dance with me He can't speak to me one last time Because of a cigarette taking his life to where he would never smile I cried for hours when he died And my depression grabbed ahold of my body never letting go "so I would rock myself to sleep because my tears lasted forever" I remember beautiful memories "one time when we're fishing I caught the biggest fish I've ever seen and he was proud of me" What If I get hurt and he can't protect me like he used to "I never get the chance to dance with my father again" I lost my dad awhile back because of lung cancer "his lungs clasped and he died instantly" I never got the chance to say "goodbye I love you dad"' © 2014 I am renee |
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1 Review Added on June 25, 2014 Last Updated on June 25, 2014 AuthorI am reneeVAAbouti love writing for the enjoyment. im black and white, and i only write about things that come to mind. ive already written a book call the rhythm of poetry. more..Writing
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