My father
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My father died Friday at 4:40 AM at Suburban Hospital. He had gone in the day before due to his persistent UTI and some complications from bladder cancer. I was there in the room with him when he died.
Funeral will be on the 22nd of November
I whispered in his ear that night
“It’s not your time to go,
There is much still to do,
your children love you so
The doctors said another year,
the cancer we might cure
now rest yourself, get some sleep
I’m here in case you stir.”
I said goodnight I kissed his head
I took a nap beside his bed
When I awoke, he was dead
I forgot he was hard of hearing
My father died Friday at 4:40 AM at Suburban Hospital. He had gone in the day before due to his persistent UTI and some complications from bladder cancer. I was there in the room with him when he died.
Funeral will be on the 22nd of November
I whispered in his ear that night
“It’s not your time to go,
There is much still to do,
your children love you so
The doctors said another year,
the cancer we might cure
now rest yourself, get some sleep
I’m here in case you stir.”
I said goodnight I kissed his head
I took a nap beside his bed
When I awoke, he was dead
I forgot he was hard of hearing