Je t'aime, Papa

My father died eight months ago.


I spent the last three weeks of his life in the hospital with him.


In these ~
His last days on Earth ~
Days of Pain ~
My father offered me ~
Pure Love.



Pure Love ~
Without which ~
The Soul ~
Of a father's little girl ~
May have lost its Way ~
Down the Path of Life.


This time that I shared with my father ~

Was a gift that he offered to me.


This painting is the first that I painted after his death.


While I feel that he is the one who painted it ~ through me ~

This painting is a gift to my father ~ from me.


Merci Papa.

Je t'aime.

Ta fille,

Marie-Claude