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Jan 2011
We can not capture the moments lost,
No matter what price or what the cost;
But when you left this earth so sadly,
I longed for all those moments gladly.
Men told of how your friendship was good,
And how you truly understood,
The magic of your friendly smile,
A handshake and the extra mile;
I heard them say how kind your were,
Which made me proud and emotions stirred;
I'm sorry that I couldn't ease your pain,
Or place some sunshine inside the rain;
But, Dad, I loved you, this is true,
And stand proudly on this man I knew;
No days will past without thoughts on you,
Of all the jokes and tenderness, true;
Just hold my spot in heaven, please,
For someday long in the future with ease,
I'll come along and see your smile,
And share a handshake and the extra mile.
Written by
Carl Gene Hardwick  65/M/Arizona
(65/M/Arizona)   
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