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Life After Death
A Poem for my Father
I was not there to watch you pass on
From this life to the next
And maybe that’s the way it was supposed to be
But I still visited you from afar
Sitting outside your home
Hoping you were sleeping well
I went to church often
Lighting a candle in your name
Asking God to take you soon
And God did
Just this past Thursday, at four am
And now that God took you
That part of me is gone, too
Your funeral is in two weeks
The viewing is over two days
I let you go already
I don’t know if I can let you go again
“Pay your respects” is what I’m told
What a strange thing to do
Wouldn’t one do this
While you were alive?
Why do we wait
When the love one is gone?
Don’t we respect them enough
To see them while they are alive?