Fibonacci Poem But Personal

Puddinpop on Jan 18, 2012

Tags: breath, chain, dad, dead, Dreams, God, gone, happy, lead, need, Peace, please, pure, ready, relief, Rest, Stars, take, visit

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This is my entry for the Fibonacci poetry challenge.

Dead

gone

please dad

rest in peace

God knows you need it

take a deep breath of pure relief

but when you are ready visit me in warming dreams

and let me know you are happy wherever that chain of stars may lead to ease my grief

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PHILLY DREAMER on Jan 18, 2012
This is a little sad, but I’m sure he is watching over you, and proud of everything you’ve accomplished.

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