It was a feeling you would have died for
And all anyone could do was watch the tragedy unfold
Watching the time on your hands tick by
Until you had run out
Before you experienced your wedding day,
The feeling of a child calling you “dad”
All we did was stood by
Our help wasn’t wanted
Our open arms felt cold to you
They weren’t strong enough to keep you in place
Words weren’t much for you
Our sad eyes made you avert yours
You fought hard
You fought until the end
But your body had never been strong enough to overcome such battles
We remember you quietly
As not to dwell on your departure
But instead celebrate the good that embodied every part of your being.
