| Letters and Diary Poetry
posted January 13, 2021
The best dad a girl could ever ask for.
The day I was born he was in my life,
when I was four he had a new wife.
I'm going somewhat crazy in the mind
so stressed, feeling left behind, is never the less.
My dad has covid my heart is a mess.
Believing in God I have for so long, now out
of my life, where he surely belongs.
I've tethered and torn my Bible to pieces,
maybe just my soul was on too many leases.
I give up on him now, not answering our prayers.
I threw all the crosses and pictures away, with a glare at them, not even a prayer.
He's now on a ventilator, can't breathe on his own,
and even God, couldn't throw us a bone.
Nobody can see him, no one in or out, behind the glass,
is where I hope we don't see him last.
No one knows what this is really about, this Covid virus
kills from inside and out.
The out is us, you and your family too, believe me, when
I say it could happen to you.
So these tears I've been crying, my husband wipes them away.
Nor God or Jesus has helped my daddy today.
My dad and I have been close all my life, he's been there for me through thick and thin,I don't what more to say or where to begin.
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