Another day gone and you're not coming home though I've waited for you to come through that door so I lay in bed awake wondering where I made my mistake thinking 'What did I do wrong?'
Patiently I wait but you still haven't come and I'm torn inside out my heart is torn in two wondering 'Where will I go now' as humbly my head I bow praying ''Is Daddy coming home?"
Day after day I've cried wanting you back with me you're forever in my heart as I wear tear-stained clothes my life's now rearranged and it feels so strange askingΒ Β ''Please, will you come home?''
Then one night I heard an unfamiliar sound drifting through the house but I knew no one else could possibly be there slowly I walked up the last stair thinking, 'Dear Lord, be with me''
I stood there at first on the brink of the steps a drum beating in my chest before I stepped forward the sound closer still ''Oh Lord,'' I prayed, ''what is thy will?"
stepping now into the light Mom was there crying but not a sad tone, see but rejoicing for there above us was Daddy nevermore out to roam for God had taken him home singing, ''How Great Thou Art.''
There he was at last an unexpected angel that had gone through the Pearly Gates Hallelujah to Him on High for we'll meet again by and by loving with purest of hearts
Listening to a young teen sing about her father who had committed suicide, I thought of one of my granddaughters as well. Her stepfather had done the same thing. This young lady's song, its words & her voice brought this to my heart: by DJE on 1-3-2015 @ 10:24 p.m.