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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Lissa"s Words


He was always caring
 As he guided me
His cheerful, gentle footsteps
 Led  the way.
Loving me
Forgiving me
When I was unkind
Never as an afterthought
Was I left behind.
Now he waits again for me
On some mysterious plain
But I have other plans
I must pursue.
When I’ve done the things
You always planned for me,
Dad I will come searching
Just for you.

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