The second you've been gone.
Though the time keeps passing,
The pain is still so strong.
I close my eyes and see
Father's Days of yesteryear.
If it's quiet and I listen close,
Your sweet voice I can hear.
Like movies playing in my head,
Scenes I can recall,
I see your smiling, happy eyes
Bringing presents down the hall.
If I can find a quiet place,
Where no other noise is found,
I hear your, "Happy Father's Day,"
Such a sweet, sweet sound.
Though I'm very grateful,
For all that I have left.
I'll always miss you dear,
And I never will forget.
Every day I count my blessings,
To still have your Mom and sis.
But I'd still give almost anything
For one more hug and kiss.
But though I know I'm blessed,
Days like this bring tears
For so much that should have been
But won't in coming years.
One thing keeps me going though,
Moving forward through this life.
That again we'll be together,
One day with Jesus Christ.
"After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever." -- 1 Thessalonians 4:17
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