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Dad ... So many images come to mind whenever i speak your name; It seems without you in my life things have never been the same. Dad...What happened to those lazy days when i was just a child; when my life was consumed in you in your love ,and in your smile. Dad... What happened to all those times when i always looked to you ; no matter what hapened in my life you could make my gray skies blue. Dad... Some days i hear your voice and turn to see your face; yet in my turn...it seems the sound has been erased. Dad... Who will i turn to for answers when life does not make sense; who will be there to hold me close when the pieces just don't fit. Dad... If i could turn back time and once more hear your voice; I would tell you that of all the dads you would still be my choice. Please always know i love you and no one can take your place; years may come an go but your memory will never be erased. Today,Jesus as you are listening in your home above;would you go and find my dad and give him all my love.
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 3:53 AM UTC
Dad
Dad ... So many images come to mind whenever i speak your name; It seems without you in my life things have never been the same. Dad...What happened to those lazy days when i was just a child; when my life was consumed in you in your love ,and in your smile. Dad... What happened to all those times when i always looked to you ; no matter what hapened in my life you could make my gray skies blue. Dad... Some days i hear your voice and turn to see your face; yet in my turn...it seems the sound has been erased. Dad... Who will i turn to for answers when life does not make sense; who will be there to hold me close when the pieces just don't fit. Dad... If i could turn back time and once more hear your voice; I would tell you that of all the dads you would still be my choice. Please always know i love you and no one can take your place; years may come an go but your memory will never be erased. Today,Jesus as you are listening in your home above;would you go and find my dad and give him all my love.
RenaMay
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 3:53 AM UTC
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