Bitter End

Thu, 01/22/2015 - 22:12 -- shaniaO

He was once strong and noble
Now he is weak and ill.

This man protected all 
But now we protect him.

He was once mobile
Now he is laying in the bed all still.
This man was never small
But now he is slim

He was once rich
Now he is poor.
This man was my dad
But now he is gone

This is the bitter end

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