Every night before I sleep
I touch a picture on my way
A picture of two people
Who I've not met to this day
They watch my every waking move
I know they follow me around
I try to justify my life to them
In response, they make no sound
They raised a daughter...Megan
She is the most important thing to me
The picture is her parents
Her dad's been gone since she was three
I feel them sometimes, watching
I hope they look on her with pride
I know that I will meet them
When I reach the other side
The product of their union
Makes me proud she is my wife
I thank them on my way to bed
For it was them that gave her life
I know I would have liked them
And I hope they feel the same
I know their time here was a short one
But, I'm awful glad they came
Charlie and Margaret Edwards
I'm sure you'll let me know
If I cross the line a smidgen
And if across the line I go
I know you both are watching
so there's one thing I must do
I love your daughter Megan
I just want to say "Thank You"
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
Every night before I sleep
I touch a picture on my way
A picture of two people
Who I've not met to this day
They watch my every waking move
I know they follow me around
I try to justify my life to them
In response, they make no sound
They raised a daughter...Megan
She is the most important thing to me
The picture is her parents
Her dad's been gone since she was three
I feel them sometimes, watching
I hope they look on her with pride
I know that I will meet them
When I reach the other side
The product of their union
Makes me proud she is my wife
I thank them on my way to bed
For it was them that gave her life
I know I would have liked them
And I hope they feel the same
I know their time here was a short one
But, I'm awful glad they came
Charlie and Margaret Edwards
I'm sure you'll let me know
If I cross the line a smidgen
And if across the line I go
I know you both are watching
so there's one thing I must do
I love your daughter Megan
I just want to say "Thank You"
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