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This was written for a contest, and while it didn't win, it didn't matter, because it got it off of my chest. So, in a way, I did win.
My father had severe pains in his legs, and yet he stood and worked 11 and 12 hour days for years and years as a chef. He would get cortisone shots in his legs to ease the pain, but those caused pain also, until the cortisone worked. I remember him crying when he thought no one was looking. Yet if one of us needed him, he would always put his pain aside for us. He was a great man, in my eyes and in the eyes of my brother and 4 sisters.
Thanks so much for reading.
hi again, beautiful poem, probaly my favourite so far. my grandad died 3 years ago, my great grandma died last year and my grandma died just 2 days ago.it really made me think, to remember.thank you
B... I really like the phrase... "you taught me it's okay to cry. With silence, there's no gain." The emotion can be felt and the love expressed so well. Greg Kis