Blooming Trees Daddy..

There's a tree over looking your grave,
And today it started to bloom,
I shed a few tears,
Knowing that now the road is mine to pave,

I miss you more each day,
Everyone tells me how strong I am,
But they didn't know you,
I get my strength from the things you used to say,

We all are asking ourselves why,
I ask questions that haven't any answer,
I have answers that haven't any question,
Daddy, was it really your time to die?

I dream about you all the time,
Sometimes you scare me,
But other times you make me smile,
Oh how I miss the Daddy that I used to call mine.

A permanent solution to a temporary problem..

Rest in Peace- 11/19/63 - 3/11/09