Death Poem

Daddy

Author: Erin O'neil

He was great
He was funny
When I needed it,
He'd dish out the money
He drove me around
From place to place
I will never forget his handsome face
For he is gone
His soul will stay
All and through
The night and day
He won't be forgotten
Not at all
I know he'll catch me
When I fall
I love my daddy
Through and through
For life to go on
This is my cue.