A hand of love reaches out to touch me
A playful grin crosses your face.
Remembered times, tightly clasped to me
As memories my mind can trace.
The musical part of me comes from you
Remembered dancing you did so well.
Songs that you always sang with us
As we took rides as night time fell.
I miss those times, I miss the closeness
A better dad no one ever had.
Growing older memories flood back
Not feeling your warm hugs, so sad.
You held our family close together
We loved to come home to meet.
It's hard to face that granite above you
But easy to see you at angels feet.
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Reviews of "Dad"
Reviewed by Lorena Evans (Reader)
Reviewed on July 22, 2002
Beautiful tribute. There aren't enough words to describe...I too miss my Dad deeply. (tears) Bless You!
Reviewed by Deirdre Barringer (Reader)
Reviewed on June 11, 2002
You are so blessed to have had a wonderful dad-lovely trbute.
Beutiful poem. Do I know you Sharron? Have we met before? Have you
been taking lessons in art? You are a very talented person. We should
meet sometime. I hope you have a wonderful week and weekend. I hear you
are building a house, Good luck on the move. With lots of love
Tonya
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been taking lessons in art? You are a very talented person. We should
meet sometime. I hope you have a wonderful week and weekend. I hear you
are building a house, Good luck on the move. With lots of love
Tonya