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Dear Dad

Dear Dad,

I was going to write a poem about you.

But I just didn't know how to.

I'd think things like 

That it's not right

That you had lost the fight.

There was so much more life in you

There were so many things 

you wanted to do

There were even more

I wanted to do with you

But now you're gone

It all went wrong

You were taken away

And I'm told I must stay

You went where I can't follow

And now I'm left to wallow

In this hole that was left

Without any redress

I miss you so much it hurts

They turned you into dust and dirt

I have you sitting on my shelf.

In a Superman Urn, I bought myself.

Every day I walk on by

And try not to think of the why

It was that God said,

He must die.

You deserved so much more

Then I could give

And it was my one wish

That you would live

It was selfish this I know

Which was why you had to go

No matter how much I wanted it so

I love you, Dad.

I know you wouldn't wish me sad

But there is so much that I miss

And even more, I wish you had.