'Dear Dad,' a Poem for the Grieving Daughter

My heart bleeds, 
both of sorrow and joy, 
for I had you shortly, 
but I loved you fully. 

I hold on to the unpictured memories. 
I sit with the prints that nearly perfectly 
tell the story of us. 

I came from you. 
I am of you. 
I carry you in me, 
and I keep you with me. 

Until then, I say.
Farewell, 
my beloved green-eyed man. 

I love you, Dad.

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JGF February 24, 2024 8:10pm PT