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My mother took sick, she was very
ill for three years. The last two
two years of her life, she was an
invalid. This was very stressful
to my father. He was put under a
lot of pressure. He had to watch
his love fade away. He was very
lonely.
Can I find the courage,
To somehow carry on.
Can I find the secret,
As I explore.
The secret, I am seeking,
Will open up lifes door.

A book cover,
Regulates and
retains,
The contents,
So like your
Affection.

Two years after my mother's death,
My father met, and married an
elderly lady. He moved to another
state. So I did not see him daily.

I was not told about the wedding,
until after it had taken place.
My oldest brother came to me, and
told me. I was terribly upset. but
as time went on I realized, my
father had been lonely.I calmed
down, and made plans to visit him.
Upon arrival, my father assured me
he would always love my mother.
But he needed a companion.

Love takes on many faces,
We love for different
reasons,
I love you, because
your, you.

(c) copyright heather burns