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Post by lindyloo22 on Sept 27, 2010 23:35:27 GMT 1
This is a poem I wrote in 10 minutes after my dad left my house and I had refused him money for more drink.
I feel so hurt and angry so helpless and so sad I wish with all my heart I could only cure you dad you have missed so much and wasted time it really is a loss you could be spending more time with Lucy and with Ross instead you turned to drink to help you cope with life when all those years ago you sadly lost your wife but we also lost our mother and that hurt just as bad but what we did not know then was we also lost our dad if only you could try again before it is to late or can it be what we have now really is our fate I pray to god to guide and help you through your day but you will really need dad to meet him halfway
my daddy passed away in 1999 he was sober for a month before he died.
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Post by adaline on Sept 29, 2010 14:49:54 GMT 1
Awe Lynn how sad your poem was...I'm glad you put the wee bit at the end atleast your Da died sober and with a bit of dignity.
Adaline
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