A poem on the behalf of the passing of my father.

It’s not everyday a good man passes away,
But when one does,
He is always remembered by,
His voice,
His smile,
His teeth,
His style.
And it may seem like yesterday,
But it was one day,
His day,
Don’t be sad because our day is one day to come,
Don’t be ashamed,
Just let the tears run,
Because they run for a reason,
For love,
For grace,
For passion,
An empty space,
So mourn because a great storm has passed by,
And from here on out,
Every now and then,
A storm may even trickle by,
But it’s okay because you only get one.
So smile for that love,
That grace,
That passion,
Because no one will ever take his place,
He will always be,
In your heart,
Your spirit,
And in your mind,
Because He is a legend,
A GOOD MAN,
Something truly hard to find.

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