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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its really nice! .........