RIP papa

papa you were there for me when i was born you watched out for me when i was sick. you always stood up for me and you told me who was right and who was wrong for me. i remeber the great times we spent together and i will never forget the time i huged you on senior night, you and granny have always done whats right for me so now that your gone i havent done wrong. you was sick for a long time and now that your gone.. papa there is no more pain no more pills to take to stay alive and no more suffering. just breath and be happy in heaven. im writing this in memory of the good times and hoping that GOD is taking care of you just like i did as a CNA. papa you were my first patient you tought me alot and i will never forget. even though this should be on the story section idk if im rythming or not, i just know that iam a poet not a story teller so i pray that your ok papa, and i know your safe. i love you papa