A Poem for Dad...

I Wish He Knew...

I wish he knew...
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He didn’t have to go it alone.
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That no matter how hard he tried to overcome, when the burdens felt too great, we’d love him even more.
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That hurt and brokenness that wouldn’t ease...the sadness and anger didn’t have to be comforted by food.
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His family that loved him could have been enough to fight through.
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They didn’t fully understand why he was sick and didn’t know how to help him.
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And when he left, the great loss shattered and broke them.
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That despite in the sadness of his early retreat, it planted the seed for a legacy so great.
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His daughters and sons, continue to fight...for their country, their families, and to lift others through hate.
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Each day is to honor a man who loved deeply, and championed causes for those in dire straits.
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He fought to the last, but God called him home....his gifts were needed, beside the heavenly throne.
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We will meet again, Lord, this I know.
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For you Dad, I miss you so much.
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