Sometimes i wish he would have went, sometimes i wish he had gone, but when i step back and look at it those words are rather wrong. My daddy taught me to ride a bike, to make a garden grow, how to shoot a 22 and let the good times roll, but the one thing that my daddy did to show how much he cared, was that he didn't leave that night, he fought to stay here. My daddy is a brave man, he fights through pain for me, because he knows i love him and i want him to be...
..to be there for my graduation and on my wedding day but most importantly to teach my children how to play...
...how to ride their bikes, and how to make a garden grow , how to shoot that 22 he taught me so many years ago, so i thank you dad for everything you have done, and everything i know you will do, cuz even if you don't think so i know you will make it through!
