Stories told on Poems 1.0 - After This

[secretdoorways]

This is dedicated to my dear friend, Iman's father. He passed away on the 17th of July, 2011, at 2.00 a.m. at age 67. He was a great man who I was incredibly blessed to call someone I knew. He fought the school board for us netball players and always knew that something academic couldn't always satisfy us teenagers. He was a sweet guy with a soft

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I'm sorry about your friend's dad :(
I really like this poem, especially, "The world keeps moving, the stars keep shining...and the sun rises with the dawn as if nothing has changed." Really poignant. *hugs*