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He showed me courage

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He made the
Sign of the Cross.
Whispered…..
Jesus, forgive me.
And breathed his last.
He was my rock.
And at Death’s door,
He did not struggle.
He was not afraid.
He was ready.
He showed me courage.
He was my Dad.

By C.E. Pereira
(18-2-2019)