Tis So Poem by jerry hughes

Tis So



You sat by my bedside every day
for weeks it seemed observing the
taruma of me, and my the operation.
' Let me go, ' I pleaded when I realised
seriousness of my situation.

'No, ' you said, 'we'll get through this.'
As always you were right, little one...

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K8 777 12 November 2008

I was waiting outside a hospital room when a nurse told me that my father was asleep, that he would wake up soon. i did not believe her. Your poem really touched me, thank-you for writing it, it is always terrible when anyone has to go through the pain of loss. so for the world to have lost someone like you, no-one would have been able to see such insight as you portray in many of your poems.

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