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»I sat at your bedside.«

by Louise Isaac, June 19, 2022

I sat at your bedside,
my heart was crushed and sore,
but I did my duty to thee end,
til I could do no more.
Holding back tears I watched you sinking, watching you fade away.
And although my
heart was breaking,
I knew you could not stay.
You left behind some aching hearts that loved you most sincere…
we never shall
and never will,
forget you,
Father dear.

Written: June 2020
Tags: Death Emotions Sad

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