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Poem: My Dad

This picture was taken about 2 weeks before my dad died I think. He was about to go into Hospice care. He was a proud man, and tried to take care of himself for as along as possible.

I hope this photo is not showing disrespect for my dad, but I wanted to show the world my brave dad. He put his family first his whole life. The one thing granted to him was that he didn’t have to go into the nursing home. My mom was going to have to put him into a nursing home if he had not died. He got his prayer answered, not having to be put in a nursing home.

Poem for my Dad


I know you had to go

and I feel you watch us grow

never judging just loving

and blowing love our way

each and every blessed day

Love you Dad

never feel us mad

because you

my Hero

taught me

how to

love not


Just thinking about my dad.


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Written by LaJenna

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