just a few words.

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I held my breath and smelled in my nose.
I looked at your face and down to your toes.

A swirl of green and blue was flying above your head.
I know that there were angels floating above the bed.

Come over me come over me show me the way,
How can there ever be a Dadless day?

The swirling blue green angels are churning the hours
I hold on, gaze into your eyes, those eyes are ours.

"Can you feel it daddy we are surrounded by love?"
Its the love you two made and now will share with above.

As swirling blue green misties encircle all our minds.
We hold onto each other and let you go to find your finds.

Our prayers we whispered our pain we cried aloud,
We know you heard us tell you how forever we have been proud.

I think Mothers arms wide open and fathers heart full of pride,
Are the visions you saw while we on earth cried.

The defining moment when you looked at each of us with love,
Your mind and soul still with us for last seconds then gone.

Your smell it lingers in my heart and comfort I have some.
But so look forward to the day I will breath my last to come.

Your open arms, and full smile.
I will meet you at the end of my miles.

The blue green whispies they swirl as I sleep.
I know they have a message but they still do not speak.

I can be patient and sleep with the thought,
Pop is ok with the whispies and peace for me will be brought.

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