This Year, Flowers Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
This Year, Flowers
Yes Dad, I bought flowers
I know it's early
But I wanted you to have them for Father's Day
Unlike last year when there weren't any
They're purple and white; appropriate for yr surroundings
The silence of the cemetery is deafening
This time, I won't cry
Can we talk for a while?
I hope you're not still angry
Like you were in that dream I had
A couple of days ago
Although, I can't shed anymore tears
I will never stop thinking of you
I still yr little girl; the apple of yr eye
I miss you very much
Do you miss me?
Very special relationship between father and daughter nicely written.5**
This is a touching epitaph. The last time I saw my dad was in June 2007. It was just like yesterday.
Touching piece. Nice Oxymoron, Lee Ann. Five stars
This poem really touches your soul, depicting the grief and sadness of a loving daughter
I think all little girls hold their father in their hearts forever... the love lives on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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2) and this poem you wrote is as beautiful as my memories to my dad. Bravo, dear LeeAnn!