[Demitrichan]

This Poem is about the last time I saw my father alive.
5 hours later he finally let go and passed on.
I figured I share it here.
Its not the best but I hope you like it.

Three tears were all that were let
When I saw your face in the casket
Never to be seen, but lost in ashes
To never hear your voice
Or smell the food of my father again
Your ashes scattered across more than the ground. They dispersed in my mind.
The smell of the house when you cooked haunts me the sound of your words trace my ears. Some days I want them to go away but I would miss them far too much.
The loss of a father I must bare is heavier than seems fair.