Grief
When the caterpillar
Calls it the end
The butterfly
Calls it
The Beginning
I cried over
The loss of my papa
He was strong
Beyond measure
He waited for me
He allowed me
To hold his hand
At his side
Till the last breath
I am sad
Yet I am grateful
I thanked him
For all his blessings
And unconditional love
I kissed him goodbye
It's the hardest thing to say goodbye
May he rest in peace
We love you papa
You will always have a special place
In my heart
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