I watch as his broken heart aches
Having the only answer I know…
To Love him and care for him.
It’s my turn
To tuck him in at night
Assure him everything will be ok…
A sweet kiss
A look into his eyes…
Nothing more needs to be said.
It’s my turn
To be there in his time of need,
To listen to
Talk with
And Represent Hope….
There’s a hole in his heart
It may never be fixed…
Only time
can help mend it just a little bit…
It’s my turn
To love
Care for
Reassure him…
A man who was always there for me…
There’s a sweetness knowing
It’s my turn
To care for…
My father
While he waits to meet my mother again…
It’s my turn!

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