Papa Poem by jacobb st.andrew

When we said our finally goodbyes, I had to fight my tears back again.
When I saw your body where it did not belong for a few more years, I had to fight my tears back again.

So as I sit here, I am still fighting the teas back.
People told me to move on, or just let them go, but I could never forget you.

I am not just going to let them go, because someone has to be strong for my mother.
So I sit here not willing my tears to fall.

Tonight I am going to sit by your side, and let everything go.
So tonight is the last time going to fight the tears back.

Papa I still love you, and no matter what I am never going to forget you.