The words don’t come easily
I’m torn apart
You gave me life and everything good
The lessons you taught
Were down to a fine art
What’s hard to define are
The moments which took so long
For realisation to set in
For all the parts of you I feel within
For the times I was lost
And felt you weren’t there
Memories faded and suffocated the air
However when I looked in the mirror
The cues were all there
A part of you I’ll always be
My father’s son
Your legacy forever young
Your blood through my veins
For all eternity
R.I.P. Glenn Raymond Carlton
15/02/1955 – 10/02/2003
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Psych Ward Scriptures
PoetryA spattering of poetry and ultra short tales of love, loss, depression, oppression, animal rights, human rights, existentialism and dates with Lady Satan Herself! High Highs!: 1st #animalrights 1st #suicidalideation 3rd #poesy 7th #uplifting Conten...
