the garden

  I come into the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses

  and the voice that I hear falling on my ear

  the Son of God discloses

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My Dad


In loving memory of my Dad


He was my father and friend, my dad.

I'll always remember the last hug we had. . .

As near a perfect father as a man can be. . .

A perfect fit from God for me.

Tears fill my eyes . . .

Thinking of moments passed by.

Teasing comments, knowing glances

Inside jokes. . . taken chances.

Lost moments that hang and haunt

Unsaid words that sometimes taunt . . .

Times we shared that help to heal,

The awful loss I sometimes feel

Though not much was ever said,

The love was felt deep and strong

With love like that you can't go wrong


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