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May 2015
I wake up every morning with sweet memories
of me and my daddy  sitting under the apple tree

We sat and talked about a whole lot of things
especially about what the future will bring

me and my daddy we did everything
from cutting grass and chopping trees
even some gardening

he taught me things that everyone should know
about life and love and how to reach a goal

he told me that I should be honest faithful and true
and when I got married is to be loyal to

my dad had his nickname for me I must tell you
I was ( sugar) to him and that name I will value

me and my daddy went through thick and thin
to turmoil and trouble but we always would win

I sat with my daddy as he read his Bible
he talked to me about Jesus
we had our own revival

but as time has now passed
he is in heaven I know
looking down on me with a heavenly glow

he smiles down with glee
with a glow bright and shining
I will always be daddy's girl
with our souls both combining

one day when God takes my soul away from me
I will be back with Daddy
back under the apple tree
Written by
gloria graves  Alton Illinois
(Alton Illinois)   
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   Grace and Eiliv Advena
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