# Sorrow

Author: Anakani
Tags: Fox language, Navajo language, Poem

#8 of Poems and Such

A little something I wrote for my father.

Slowly I lowered my head and knew he was gone  
My heart heavy with sorrow and confusion  
The world seemed a colder place now more than ever  
At that moment nothing else mattered  
Shaken and numb I broke down in tears  
No more would I hear his voice, his laughter  
These tears I cry, a burden he never meant  
His flag I carry in honor and remember who he once was  
A soldier, a brother, a husband but most of all a father  
Ha'ko ies v'a ia so. A'yi so li'ah esh Dine' n'ako  
I'll miss you, Always

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