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This poem is to my father. He had a stroke 4 years ago and now I am dealing with it. No one understands why it affects me the way it does, because he is still alive. But in my eyes that isn't my dad and it's so hard to see him that way. It's awful to see exactly what I want, but it's really not him. Love Poems
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To My Dad
by Alana
I'm opening my presents in front of the tree,
Dad, and I look over to your chair
I look at the emptiness, Dad, the space,
and become sad because you're not there

Summer comes along with my birthday,
Dad, and you aren't there with a big grin
My competitions come and go, Dad,
you aren't there to see me win

I go into your room one day,
Dad, and look at your empty drawers.
I go and visit you one day, Dad,
and I see you, but the soul isn't yours

I feel you, and see you,
and touch you and smell you.
But you can't think, or drive, or work
or be my dad like you always used to.

Why did this happen, Dad?
I know that no answer will fit right.
I wish you could still be here Dad,
I wish you didn't lose the fight.

Why is God making you suffer,
Dad, I'd really like to know.
I get to see your body and it tears me up inside,
I visit you and then I have to go.

I see your body, but yet it's not you,
and that's the hardest of them all.
No one understands, they think you are still alive,
they don't get why I always bawl.

Its like you die over and over,
Dad, it is like a tease,
A constant reminder of something I can't have,
I am begging you please!

Don't treat me this way,
God, I want my Dad back
Dad, if you're listening from wherever you are,
my life is perfect, but you I lack.

You are still here, so I don't know
whether you are watching from Heaven above
Maybe your soul is there,
but either way, I send you my love.

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iury
This poem is really deep it took tears from my eyes my dad is very ill in the hospital and i dont have a great relationship with him but this poem helpd me open my eyes and notice that life is short so love someone and treat them the best way you can because before you know it they are gone and you are washed up into tears and regreting the way you have ben treating that person tomorro iam going to the hospital and and tell my dad that i love him i think thats the real medicine that he needs to get him out of there Thankyou
ani
This is a poem of pain. Losing a father is as I did is like losing something very important part of your body. Something almost in everybody's mind, heart, life goes dead losing a dad. The scar never ever heals. secret tears never dry. pl keep hope. Give him almuch love as you can.
Anila
This poem really touched me & i know what u feel cause my dad passed away due to brain stroke 1 year ago & i really want him back but i cant. my sympathy is with u. May GOd bless his soul.
Jennifer
I cried after maybe the 2 stanza. I can't face this sad fact. I still have my Daddy, but I always wonder what would happen to me if he suddenly died in the army. I always cry at Remembrance Day and stories/poems like this. Thank you sp much for letting me cry (I haven't done that in a LONG time)
teresa
this poem was sad. that hasn't happened to me, but it makes me appreciate my dad
Tiara
this poem has been so touching and my dad has been like that and now he is at his house suffering from not been a good father that he should hane and that i am mad at but he still cared for me and he is still alive and well besides his heart broken by me not wanting to visit him when he is dead.
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