I recently threw away a comment about a poem because I could find nothing kind to say. It was effectively two simple sentences broken up with meaningless line breaks. This is different. Nothing meaningless about these breaks. Congratulations, I'm a rhymer and may tend to be overly critical of free versers. Actually I have, I think, succeeded twice now in writing poems of that form. And thereby hangs the rub, too many free versers fail to realise it must have form, not just line breaks. So once again, thanks for sharing. The imagery follows through from start to end.

A grand welcome to Neopoet and I hope that you enjoy time with us..
That you have written this as what seems to be closure of your grief.
That you remember each moment is hard on the thoughts, to write of them is harder.
Your Dad will never be more than a thought away is our belief, and as both my parents have sort of left they to me are there alongside me all I have to do is call them.
Lovely write and I look forward to your later works.
Yours ian..

I could feel the anxiety, worry and overwhelming emotions in this poem - This is an amazing snap shot into a collective family coming together to support a beloved father in his last hours. Your words are open, honest and indicative of the atmosphere as it occurred in real time. So lovely that you all supported your father and each other!

Thank you for sharing :)

LOve to you and yours

Mand xxxx

I survived with my dad.....the divorce when the fam worked..their mortage..
their families jobs and many chums..
I had a brief few...dug in deep to their lifes jagged groups..

I sat with him before the triple by pass....which is lived through
his wife...everyone off with partners...
save I at the time..
always on again and off with my women..

but just sitting there with his puffs of breath
his cat on his lap
much like he did when I was ill as a child..
colds..asmthma
at least I did that much
though I did not see my parents through
to the end

my sister brother banded up then

but so it goes..

a good concice write on a topic of existence
the honor of being there..
when they needed U

thank U

the tension and the wanting it to be over. Not because anyone was impatient to see him go, but for the struggle to be over and him to be at peace. Nice work in conveying that. ~ Gee

Dad O dad!

''O brother dad is not speaking
rushed in my sister waking me
I saw dad
he'd told me to do something
privately,
I did

I could see him smile
but he conveyed
the delay was not mistaken

till night he sat still
motionless....

The doc came to see at midnight and said
Why did you not stop him, he’d already left
for another universe
without a doc or nurse