I can still remember his face
With the love he gave us all
His time came and the Lord called
No one knew how it happened or why
But soon after, it sought me out to cry
To hurt me and to break my heart
To just imagine
Why the Lord would split us apart
For 'him' to take a father away
When a daughter still has many things to say
Remembering how his touch was always warm
And remembering all of his delightful charms
For the Lord to take him away brought hate
Just to think what it was like when my father saw the gate
When the Lord took him away he still had plans
Many more which could maybe make him a better man
But I will cherish the memories and the love
And respect the fact that my father is resting in the sky above
