My Poppy past away on December 4th, 2015. I am going to write a story about him and his journey in life. He was 67 years old. I love and miss him a lot. He will always be in my heart. I know he is safe in Heaven. I just want to end this, with words I never got to tell him.
I love you so much. You will always be in my heart. Though we will never be apart. Even from a broken heart. Though you are gone. You will always be in my heart. I'm going to hold on tight, for you, I am willing to fight. I hope you will be happy, forever gone in life. Though, you will always be by my side. You have fighted through cancer, open heart surgery, a broken arm, during a war to keep our country safe, and foot surgery. We didn't want you to suffer with an dangerous infection you had, we had to let you go, so please don't be mad. I love you a lot, even though you are gone, that still doesn't mean....your not in my heart. You will always be in my heart, and I will always be in your heart.
- frerard ville
- JoinedNovember 29, 2015
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