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A Letter to My Dad |
| Written by Paul Harris | |
| Friday, 07 March 2008 | |
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Where have you gone? Just a week ago you were at home with us all and now you’re not here anymore. They told me I would have to be brave and wait for you to come home but someone took you away instead. I came home from school and before I had got into the house I knew that there was something wrong. There was a big plastic bag in the kitchen full of the clothes that you had been wearing. There had been an accident, I was told. Not a serious one though, no problems. A broken leg, some cuts and bruises, you’d be home soon. You didn’t come home though. Then I was told that there were complications. They were going to have to cut your leg off. Your lungs were not working properly either, pneumonia, they have called it. You needed help breathing, you have been put into some kind of tent. You’d still be home though. I spoke to you on the phone. You sounded strange, out of breath. But I spoke to you, that was enough. I knew you’d be alright, they said so. Then one day they came back from visiting you and said that they had something to tell me. You have gone to a better place and won’t be coming back. Where could be better than where you are meant to be? You are meant to be with us. If you had left us and gone to live somewhere else, that might be alright. I would know that you are still out there. Sometimes I pretend that is what happened and you are happy, just somewhere else. You’re not coming back really are you? You’ve left me alone. What am I going to do now? I need you. I’ll never forget you. Did I tell you I love you? Copyright 2008 Paul Harris |
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