I Need More Time

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As a part of struggling with my own grief, I wrote this for my father who passed away earlier this year.

Submitted: August 24, 2018

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Submitted: August 24, 2018



I Need More Time


I packed my bags hurriedly,

And drove through quiet and empty streets.

The snow was falling wet and sticking,

I felt the heaviness beneath my feet.


The delay was never ending.

My soul was crushed, compressed.

Transportation with strangers,

While my thoughts were stressed.


No kind word could be spoken.

I could not focus or comprehend.

My actions were only robotic.

A life was near its end.


Eyes red and tear stained cheeks.

A cold hard lump of pain.

A tragedy is all that awaits,

And only memories will remain.


The sun reflected brightly,

Off rivers and streams below.

Like veins of mercury,

Through the forest they do flow.


I stepped from the aircraft,

And into the hands of fate.

Broken heart and racing thoughts,

I feared I was too late.


I held his hand in quiet whisper.

I said my love and last goodbye.

He spoke to me then slipped away.

And a part of me went with him,

Into eternal night.


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