Vacant Chair

What we'd give if we could say

Hello, Dad in the same old way

To hear your voice, see your smile

To sit with you and chat awhile..

   so you who have your Father

             cherish thim with care 

              For you'll never know

                     the heartache

                      till you see his

                       vacant chair..

This poem is about: 
My family

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