My Father Poem by Victoria M. Lemmons

My Father



My father is dead oh what should I do.
Should I lay down and cry my eyes out are should
I just say God took him away with a cherry smile,
And a wave of a hand he has gone into a unknown land.

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Victoria M. Lemmons

Victoria M. Lemmons

Collinsville, Illinois, USA
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