Dad...so many images come to mindwhenever I speak your name;It seems without
you in my lifethings have never been the same.What happened to those lazy
dayswhen I was just a child;When my life was consumed in youin your love,
and in your smile.What happened to all those timeswhen I always looked to
you;No matter what happened in my lifeyou could make my gray skies blue.Dad,
some days I hear your voiceand turn to see your face;Yet in my turning...it
seemsthe sound has been erased.Dad, who will I turn to for answerswhen life
does not make sense;Who will be there to hold me closewhen the pieces just
don't fit.Oh, Dad, if I could turn back timeand once more hear your
voice;I'd tell you that out of all the dadsyou would still be my
choice.Please always know I love youand no one can take your place;Years may
come and gobut your memory will never be erased.Today, Jesus, as You are
listeningin your home above;Would you go and find my dadand give him all my
love.


 
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