Sunday, October 14, 2007

Like He Owned the Place

He was always there
Waiting just to see us
That big old smile on his face
Like he owned the place.

Boy it was a swell life.
He ran long and deep
Like a mountain river.
He pulled us together like gravity.

The day he died
He was light like a vapor.
Lord, please take care of Dad.
We miss him so.

HE MISSES YOU TOO.
HE IS HERE
WAITING JUST TO SEE YOU,
THAT BIG OLD SMILE ON HIS FACE
LIKE HE OWNS THE PLACE.

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