Easter without you daddy by Ann Wood
Easter without my daddy...... It's still the same ... Eggs, paints....
Only where you are not...
And in my soul it hurts...
Again, Easter is ... Without you daddy...
I know you're with me, right?
The sun with rays strokes me...
And in the afterlife even ... You think of me, daddy ...
Easter ... Swan....
Fighting festive bells...
My soul is crying...
I miss you so much, daddy!!! ....
Rest In Peace daddy!
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2017-04-23 at 11:44
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