THIS MAN

The man I call Daddy

Stands tall in my eyes.

The happy times,

The pleasant memories of childhood

Happened because he was near.

The light of my little girl world,

Was the smile in his eyes.

The laughter in his voice.

The security of my hand in his,

The safety I often sought.

I regret as the years have passed,

We've grown apart.

For whatever the reason.

As yet,unknown.

I hope someday,

Before we meet in Heaven,

He will know my love for him never waivered.

He was always in my thoughts.

Always in my heart.

The man I call Daddy.

Stands tall in my eyes.

The happy times.

The pleasant memories of childhood

Happened because he was near.


BY-Roberta Rogers Wilcox
@6-1985