In the quiet room, we stand side by side,
My hand in his, our hearts intertwined.
His eyes glisten with love and pride,
As we share a bond that will never die.
I hold his hand, a gesture so small,
But in that moment, it speaks volumes all.
Memories flood, of times long past,
Of laughter and tears that will forever last.
I know the time has come to say goodbye,
But in this moment, I am strong, I will not cry.
For I know that his love will never fade,
Guiding me through the journey we've both made.
So I hold his hand, with fierce resolve,
Knowing that his spirit will always evolve.
And though our time together may seem to end,
In my heart, he will forever transcend.
So here we stand, father and daughter,
Bound by a love that will never falter.
And though I must let go of his hand so dear,
In my heart, his presence will always be near.
Write a inspirational poem about me ( daughter) holding daddy’s hand for the last time
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