C643 Father's Poetry Tears!!
When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to grow up. Now, I wish time would slow down. I'm scared to see the wrinkles at the corners of my father's eyes and the gray in his hair. They constantly remind me of how time has worn him down, and there's nothing I can do about it.
As I watched them take my dad away for cremation, I wanted so badly to touch his face one more time, to hold his hand
