April 19, 2010
He’s waiting on his deathbed
The end is inevitably soon to come

I hold his old, wrinkled hand
My own are numb in his strong grip

Outside he’s strong
Inside he’s scared

“Why are you scared daddy?
You’re going to the kingdom in the sky!”

“I’m not scared of dying,
But I’m terrified of losing you.”

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Egyptiangirl13 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 12, 2010 at 4:16 pm
OMG!!! this os very touching and very good!!!
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