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DAN WASYLKIW
Dad, You were my father, my guide,
my best friend,
My heart was broken when we met at
the end.
I have questioned why there is love,
followed by loss,
Then you'd remind me, there's healing
in the moss.
You'd say - don't rush the process,
just give it time,
You'll still see the scar,
but that aint a crime.
In a moment you whispered –
I'm closer than you think,
Look up at the sky, try not to blink.
The night brings darkness,
but it also brings stars,
It's proof that your loved ones are never
that far.
As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Aug 31, 2026
