A poem about fatherdaughter relation.
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The grass was turning yellow
The leaves began to drift away
You left me all alone
I never thought today would be the day
Your skin was cold
There was no air in your body
You are here
by my side
yeah, I know.
The glitters I see in your eyes
with the smile of hope,
cherishes my day.
Your comfort,
my comfort.
A beautiful journey
we withhold
