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The Very Last

A son remembers his father...

By Dee LivingstonPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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The Very Last
Photo by Thandy Yung on Unsplash

I don’t know what’s in the future.

I don’t care about the past.

You’re here with me now until

The very last.

I fell and broke my arm and had to wear a cast.

You were there with me till the pain passed.

You were always there

Until that day you thought that I didn’t care.

You said to me, “I love you,” and turned around and left—

Yelled my name—I ran.

I followed you.

Felt confused and lost.

So I turned around.

That very night I cried thinking no one is ever there…

Until I got your call, and

You said, “I will always be there till the very last! Love you…and I will always be here.”

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Dee Livingston

Lover of Life, Learning and Love

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