In the book, it isn't that Mia's father is dead; it's that he has testicular cancer and therefore cannot produce another heir. So, I decided to write the final poem about that. Yes, this is the final chapter. Leave a review. Hope you've enjoyed this collection.

No More

No more life can be produced;

No more phoenixes may fly.

No more smiles from tiny faces

that have a piece of you in their eyes.

No more chances for an heir;

The only hope, am I.

Cancer's stolen dreams of care

for a baby mighty and high.

No more gurgles or spit bubbles

or mid night piercing cries.

You've only one baby and maybe that's trouble

since that single baby am I.

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