December 1, 2004

Words were said,
Bagpipes were played,
Tears were shed,
Apologies were made.

Black was worn,
Flowers were placed,
A widow left,
With children of disgrace.

A casket was viewed,
People were held,
Hate was cast away,
And love was compelled.

Night came quickly,
No stars had shown.
My dad was gone,
And I was alone.

*yes this is true, plz dont give me any more comments saying how much u hope it's not true. it is. period.*