Let me tell you, about my father and
me. We were very close, as a father
and daughter, could be. We had the
kind of relationship, that was very rare.
If one of us needed anything, we'd be
there. He was extremely generous and
helped me, when I needed it the most.
He was everything a father should be,
that's why it's easy for me, to boast.
When the day came, he was taken
from me, I took it very hard and until
this day, I still mourn. I know this is
not the way to be, but still I'm forlorn.
How can you help but miss, the father
you adored? It's easier, said than done.
There are times, I forget for the moment,
let the barriers down and try to have some
fun. It doesn't last that long and once
again, I'm feeling uptight and blue. But
I know he's at peace and realizing that,
it's the only thing, that gets me through!
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