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