Day 26

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We sat on the seaside
Watching the sunset.
With your cane on hand
And white hair on point.

I wish we could always be like the beach
Calm and assuring, and never quarreling
I miss the times when you'll just carry me to sleep
And I'll pretend to be asleep.

The times when you'll play Scrabble with me
And you pretend to lose over me just to satisfy my skills.
Those moments when you'd warn me about boys
Who might might chase and break me.

But you didn't even warn me
That you'll be my greatest heartache.
I want to hate you but I can't
Because I love you... so much.

My bearer, my first love.
My hero, my dad.
My heartache and king.
The reason that I bleed.

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