I think back to the day I drove
Dad hospital nearly three months
ago-miles to reach within speed limit,
feeling the weight of my dads pain,
resting his head on my shoulder.
I recall about the pledge I made to him that day:
that I would give him what he didn't get that day of life CPR!
I could be anything in life, if I am a good daughter.
I knew that day that my own life wouldn't
count for much unless I have made him proud.
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 10:00 AM UTC
I think back to the day I drove
Dad hospital nearly three months
ago-miles to reach within speed limit,
feeling the weight of my dads pain,
resting his head on my shoulder.
I recall about the pledge I made to him that day:
that I would give him what he didn't get that day of life CPR!
I could be anything in life, if I am a good daughter.
I knew that day that my own life wouldn't
count for much unless I have made him proud.
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