Death of a father

I watched her as she held back tears
now there is no one to block her fears
she sat there and talked bout the past
and the future she knew that wouldn't last

she keep saying it wil be alright
even though the evidence was out of sight
never will i know how it fells
to lose a dad to a bed on wheels

i stole a look at him laying there
the whole time thinking of her despair
why did this have to happen to her
at a time in her life when she needs to be secure?

prom in a week, graduation not far away
suddenly i had no comforting things to say
my poor breah, how could this be
never again will he be able to see

see you walk down the aisle
holding your hand all the while
see your first little one
watch them grow up into what they become

just know that i can't imagine what it must be like
that i will try to be here for you
feeling guilty for hugging my own father
i hope my devotedness is no bother

i love you

Elizabeth... this is a poem about my friends dad dieing to a stoke he was 44 and she was a senior in highschool.. it just proves that ANYTHING can happen.. be aware.. i love you... comment if you can