Last Memory That is Embedded in Me ..

Tiny and Dreamy eyed,

At age nine,

Playing with coloring books,

Chasing ice cream trucks,

Were innocent to the fact that life can be cut short,

Life to us as we know it,

Were living on loud nine.

Who knew things would come to an end,

My father, my rock,

Was taken into heaven,

You said your good-byes,

But who knew it would truly be the end.

A hug and a kiss,

It would be my last,

But it was heartfelt,

The last memory that is embedded in me,

Who knew it would be our end?

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