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It's been a year Daddy.
I really really miss you.
Mom said your in a safe place now,
A place called Heaven.
We had strawberries at dinner tonight,
Sorry, 'traw tibbies'.
I don't have to hold my nose underwater anymore,
I can even open my eyes.
Can you see me?
It's been 5 years Daddy.
I'm a freshman now.
I really like computers,
But math is still hard.
Mom still lets me sleep in one of your tee shirts.
I think it still smells like you.
I still sleep with the door cracked,
Yes, the hall light stays on too.
I try not to cry Daddy,
but it still hurts.
I really miss you Daddy.
Can you see me?
It's been ten years daddy.
I graduated high school.
I graduated from Tech.
I hope you're proud of me.
I'm also in the technical honor society.
Did you see me on stage?
I'm still thinking about colleges.
Do you think I could be an artist?
I know you'll be with me when I walk down the aisle.
I try not to be sad, but it hurts.
I hope you know you're my hero.
I love you so much.
Can you see me?
I really really miss you.
Mom said your in a safe place now,
A place called Heaven.
We had strawberries at dinner tonight,
Sorry, 'traw tibbies'.
I don't have to hold my nose underwater anymore,
I can even open my eyes.
Can you see me?
It's been 5 years Daddy.
I'm a freshman now.
I really like computers,
But math is still hard.
Mom still lets me sleep in one of your tee shirts.
I think it still smells like you.
I still sleep with the door cracked,
Yes, the hall light stays on too.
I try not to cry Daddy,
but it still hurts.
I really miss you Daddy.
Can you see me?
It's been ten years daddy.
I graduated high school.
I graduated from Tech.
I hope you're proud of me.
I'm also in the technical honor society.
Did you see me on stage?
I'm still thinking about colleges.
Do you think I could be an artist?
I know you'll be with me when I walk down the aisle.
I try not to be sad, but it hurts.
I hope you know you're my hero.
I love you so much.
Can you see me?
I found this poem on facebook. I lost my dad 10 years ago. I modified this poem.
The poem was originally intended for all of those loved ones lost on this tragic day, 9 11. Personally, it has been 10 years. its hard to get over the loss of a loved one, but impossible when every anniversary there is a memorial. America, you need to learn how to grieve properly.
Original poem (c) not me
Edits (c) me
The poem was originally intended for all of those loved ones lost on this tragic day, 9 11. Personally, it has been 10 years. its hard to get over the loss of a loved one, but impossible when every anniversary there is a memorial. America, you need to learn how to grieve properly.
Original poem (c) not me
Edits (c) me
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