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There was a time……..

Contributed by poet70 on Friday, 20th May 2005 @ 12:36:19 AM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems

There was a time in my life I had a father,
Such a good, happy, and remember able time,

There was a time he was strong, and courageous , everything, cos he was my Dad.

There was a time, I looked up to my Dad.
Spent ten great years with him.

There was that time the car wreck sadly took the life of my dad away from me.

There is this time I am now left without my Dad, My Dad has been gone from me now going on 24 years.

There are those times, where it only feels like my
Dad is only been gone a day.
Oh how I miss my Dad, and wished I had the chance to have had more time with him.
Tammi Pitman

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Re: There was a time…….. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 23rd May 2005 @ 12:29:10 AM AEST
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Very heart felt and to the point. You still have your Father and everything he gave you, in soul. I understand somewhat where you are comming from my older Brother just past away Feb 25 2005. he was driving over the speed limit and hit a brick wall. I hadent seen him since I was a little girl, so that really hurts, because I would have liked to have the chance to get to know him, and take something with me. whether it be his words or reprimands, or phillosophy. Or just what he smelled like. I know though that he is with me, and I know that , if their could have been someway that we would have known how things would end, he would have wanted to know the same thing of me to. I'll always Love him.

Take what memories you do have. He is always thier, just like our sweet Lord. And you will meet up with him some day. Just as I always pray that the Lord will give chance to my brother and I also.

God Bless You,
Jill

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