Please God Make It So

I miss daddy more with each passing day

His strong shoulder was always there for me

When all my roads seemed to lead to dead ends

He'd dry my tears and show me another way.

Daddy's wisdom was there for me each and every day

He always had answers no matter what was wrong

Daddy was the foundation in our happy home

He would always listen when I had something to say.

I miss him more and more with each passing day

Mom is missing him too because I can see it in her eyes

He used to dry her tears just like he did mine

Both of us one future day will see daddy again I pray.

Please God make it so....

Ralph L. Clark © 2001