A life with family.

A life with family.

A Poem by praepear

My Dad is here but he is not.
My Mom is here but she is not.
His eyes are here but his sight's far.
Her lips are here but the words are distant.

So close but yet so far.
She would die for me but wouldn't stay.
He would die for me but wouldn't stay.
Crowded family but lonely soul.

© 2012 praepear


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Added on September 5, 2012
Last Updated on September 5, 2012
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