Did you take your last breath remembering us?
Or did you let your anger from what happened quench your thirst??
I miss you,you know
is why I am asking.''Dad,are you gone??''
Sometimes I hear your voice through the wind.
And then my ears would linger to listen,and they bend.
Will you be proud of me when new opportunities come my way??
Will you meet me on my trip at the bay??
Dad,did you yet answer the question,Are You Gone??''
Remember when we created memories all the time we would bond??
I wish to see you,you know!! Who thought at age 14,I would lose you,and bear pain all those days and nights!!
I even remember the times you healed and kissed my mosquito bites.
Was losing you a phase we go through life??
That is why I,your daughter,asking If You Are Gone,or are you actually hiding behind.
Well,if you don't answer my question
At least I know you are in a better place called HEAVEN!!
IN LOVING MEMORY OF MY FATHER
GREGORY LEE TURNER
August 18,1968-June 17,a.k.a.
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