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Ode to Dad

6/12/1957-11/29/2014

By Chelsea HendersonPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
Ode to Dad
Photo by Daniel Giannone on Unsplash

Lately I’ve had

Many nights like these

Ink thoughts on my paper

Slim chances I’ll sleep

I open my window

It’s 13 degrees

I hold my arms out

To feel you in the breeze

They all think you’re gone

So blindly naive

I let them know for you

Not gone that at peace

I know you’re still here

Said you’d never leave

Your presence is strong

As a spirit’s can be

Some days I can’t take it

I’m drowning in grief

You speak loud and clear

And tell me Chels, breath

I hear your sweet words

Encouraging me

Giving me strength

To proceed and succeed

I promise you dad

That I’ll be alright

I know that you’re smiling

The sun is too bright

Your soul is at peace

Therefore mine us too

Just completing my journey

To get back to you

Love you,

Boomer

surreal poetry

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    Written by Chelsea Henderson