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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Sad Heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That morning unlike others I<br>was awakened by the sound of<br>the telephone ringing <br>who on earth I thought<br>crawling out to answer it I'm<br>not the talking kind never<br>have been never will be today<br>I only had to listen my<br>brother Bob also not the talking kind said<br>Dad has died! What! <br>my short reply<br>Dad is dead I think he said ambulance<br>will soon be here I<br>tried to bring him back but<br>there was no response can<br>you come right away</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=565674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So driving down the motorway <br>same motorway my father helped to build with<br>concrete all around and <br>my brothers concrete words inside<br>my head Dad has died things<br>he touched are here <br>but he has gone lives<br>he touched are still here<br>but he has gone<br>the man with more feeling than anyone I<br>ever knew is now not feeling anything<br>just numb to all family friends<br>brothers sisters my mother gone<br>to him from this moment but<br>he is still with us everywhere<br>even on this motorway with<br>concrete all around and<br>in my sad heart</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ron+Knight">Ron Knight</a></strong></div>