Hey there..
I wrote a poem a few weeks ago when I couldnt sleep and thought I would post it here for some feedback as I think its the first poem I have written since primary school and my skills arent too good!!
Anyway let me know what you think..
On that morning, six years ago,
you went to be with your loving Lord.
And as my feelings eb and flow,
withholding my grief, I cannot afford.
I watched you suffer day after day,
helplessness consuming me more and more.
I wanted you home but you had to stay,
the sad look on your face, at my heart it tore.
I went to school not knowing what each day would bring,
my life had been turned completely inside out.
I would check the phone, dreading it to ring,
I had no answers, just full of doubt.
I would visit you by your bedside,
not knowing whether the day was good or bad.
It was hard to get a smile, no matter how hard I tried,
but I was there because you were my dad.
As weeks and months passed by and by,
my hope was fading for you to improve.
I could do nothing else, but just to cry,
and though my mind was racing, I could not move.
I remember that night, you were so ill,
I had this feeling that was absorbing within.
I kissed your head, then stood completely still,
not knowing how to act or where to be.
It was that morning, six years ago,
ready for school, the very next day.
I then found out, I would be a no show,
that phone had rang, dad passed away.
