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memorial to my father |
| Father, when I see the blackened sky and the stars that shoot on by, I think of you. When the first glimmer of light shows it's self in My sight I think of you. When the birds are chirping loud and strong I love to hear their glorious song, and I think of you. When the clouds are hanging above my head and when the skies have turned to red, I think of you. The laughter of a child, the howling of the hound, Even the flowers that grow from the ground, I think of you in all I do, and I know our Love will Never be through, because I think of you |