Father Hang On

October 4, 2010
By bambambubba5 BRONZE, Bolingbrook, Illinois
bambambubba5 BRONZE, Bolingbrook, Illinois
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Early in the morning

As I lay awake in bed
The echoes of the engines roaring
Ringing in my head
Mysterious men took him
Left me standing there
Watching my father be taken away
From my sister and me

Crying every night
Awaiting his healthy return
Doctors say he won’t make it
He proves them wrong
Gets right out of the bed
And walks right along
Trying to get to me
His mini me

Hang in there father
You can't go just yet
I still need you
We all do
Show the docters their wrong
Prove to them that your strong
I know you can hang on
Your my super-man dad
Yeah, please hang on

Something horrible happened
He took a turn for the worst
Came home with a smile
Found out the news
Stuck in denial
I begged for his life
For weeks I prayed
and stayed where he always was

Now he’s watching over me
Laughing at my stupidity
And smiling at success,
My father taught me so much
Given I was young
He showed me the power of love
And the effect of death

The author's comments:
My father died when I was 10 years old. I remembered the events that happened and incorporated them into a poem. I hope people can realize that when someone young looses a parent or a loved one who they are very close to it hurts. It tears you apart inside. If you dont get everything on your mind out it will drive you mad.

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