5 de mayo

Con permiso de mis cobloggers.

Dad
by Judy Burnette

Dad...so many images come to mind

whenever I speak your name;

It seems without you in my life

things have never been the same.

What happened to those lazy days

when I was just a child;

When my life was consumed in you

in your love, and in your smile.

What happened to all those times

when I always looked to you;

No matter what happened in my life

you could make my gray skies blue.

Dad, some days I hear your voice

and turn to see your face;

Yet in my turning...it seems

the sound has been erased.

Dad, who will I turn to for answers

when life does not make sense;

Who will be there to hold me close

when the pieces just don't fit.

Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time

and once more hear your voice;

I'd tell you that out of all the dads

you would still be my choice.

Please always know I love you

and no one can take your place;

Years may come and go

but your memory will never be erased.

Today, Jesus, as You are listening

in your home above;

Would you go and find my dad

and give him all my love.