a final tear

a teardrop glistens upon your cheek,
reflections of a lifetime now complete

soft breathing so shallow,
eyes silently closed,
your poor heart once racing,
now quiet and still

your pain and your suffering
have come to an end,
the long fight is over
your reward's now at hand

one final tear on your cheek ...
and you bid us farewell

goodbye Dad ... we're going to miss you

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