Tossing  flowers from on high
Think of you and years gone by
Days in life you were not near
In our hearts the love sincere

No words to find the bluest day
The minute that you passed away
Felt your heart indeed entwined
Days we spent our favorite times

You were the best that you could be
Brought out the child so constantly
As years go by I think and say
What greater love would pass our way

We hold the times we cherished most
Days our hearts were all engrossed
Times we spent on Daddy's knee
How proud we were just naturally

These memories we must combine
Those days we lost will then align
For treasures that are in the past
Are memories that always last

Farewell to Dad we say in prayer
That we will always be aware
Within his arms he'll hold us tight
With gentle kisses say good-night.

~ Francine Pucillo ~






Midi Composition "Every Night"


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