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The last time I saw you I was four
You never said goodbye
But how could you

I never understood
Not then anyway
What it would take
To keep you here
But how could I

I have a son and when he was four
I watched him closely and observed
Caught him as he fell
Bandaged his knee
Did you do the same for me

When I was four
I sat in your bed
And watched the
ambulance take you way

I didn’t understand then
As I do know now
Your heart attack took you away
From me and Mom.

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    Neville Hunt about 2 months ago

    Well this really took me by surprise, Gilbert! There I was thinking the worst of a father only to reverse my opinion, shamefacedly, at the end. This works well as a Drabble with a full story told, but only revealed in the final sentence. Great stuff.

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    Drew Martyn about 2 months ago

    Wow, a powerful and clever drabble Gilbert.

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