This poem I wrote after my cousin Sean Died, please do not take this poem.
He's there in the woods, up within the magnificent mountains.
Somewhere he has been before, growing up all his life.
What he never expected to happen does.
Within a blink of an eye his body is immobile, laying there on the ground.
He's there with no one to hear his pleas, no one around to get him back to safety.
Hours go by, finally someone sees him!
Little did that person know, it was but only too late.
He was gone, with no life left in him.
His last thought never to be known.
The one person he left here alone,
his little boy...
Now without a father.
A father he can no longer throw a football around with,
or kiss and hug goodnight.
A Father he now has to burn to ashes.
To let go Of his daddy's hand, and say...
R.I.P Sean, I know your in heaven, looking down on us all.
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