| In loving Memory of my Dad In a little country graveyard Where gentle breezes blow Lies the Dad I loved so dearly I lost ten years ago His weathered hands are still now His smile I can't replace I'll never hear his voice again Touch his hand, or see his face Of all the treasures in my life Of everything I've ever had One thing I'll always be grateful for Is that I was his daughter, and he was my Dad In time my broken heart will heal And memories will make me smile But every step I'll ever take He'll be with me every mile May 1994 |
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| Dad, you are always with me, every moment of my life. I miss you. |