Daddy

  Gone, but not Forgotten!

              May 7, 2007

It seems like only yesterday

I saw you sitting there,

Working on your wheelchair, 

Head slowly bald, no hair.

As I approach it seems okay,

You hardly know I'm there,

 Expression in your stare

Shows now so little care.

I cannot keep the tears away,

For, Daddy, what we share

Is real, not gone--how dare

Life end up so unfair?

But then, within myself I say,

What Heaven holds is rare, 

More than we can compare,

And now I know you're there!

Missing you, Daddy, with love!

        Grief is not a friend 

         but it is a constant

               Companion

               D. S. Mullis

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