Poem -
THIS GUIDING STAR
This guiding star high up in the sky
Always there for me should I need to question why
I look heavenwards and above starting to blink
It's my dad looking down on me is what I like to think
This guiding star dazzles and shines so bright
Always dependable for me both day and night
I have named this star after my father John
It stays around while other stars have long since gone
This guiding star just one more thing before I go
I love your presence more than you will ever know
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Comments
I like to think my dad, who we lost to Alzheimer's disease just this past May, is looking down on me and his family as well, KIERAN1369.
I'm quite sure of one thing, that no matter where he might be now, he's no longer in any pain.
Nicely penned, sir...
~Dean