Death of Dad
. DEATH OF DAD
WHEN MY DADDY DIED
I CRIED AND CRIED
I THOUGHT OH MY GOD
I THOUGHT MY DADDY WOULD NEVER DIE
I MOURNED AND I MOURNED
AND MOURNED AGAIN
I STILL MOURN TIME AND TIME AGAIN
WHEN WILL I NOT MOURN AGAIN?
NEVER, I SUPPOSE
EVEN WHEN MOURNING HIS DEATH
IS WITH THE RESURRECTION OF HIS FLESH ?
I HAVE LEARNED TO CALL HIM MY EARTHLY FATHER
BECAUSE I ALREADY HAD A HEAVENLY FATHER
ONE WHO HAS BLESSED ME ALL MY LIFE
HAS FREED ME FROM YET DEATH AND STRIFE
AND WILL CONTINUE TO BLESS ME
WITH THE ABILITY
TO MOURN THE DEATH OF DAD I PRAY
NOT WITH ANYTHING BAD I PRAY, I PRAY
NOT IN VAIN OR FILLED WITH PAIN TODAY
ABOUT THE DEATH OF MY DAD: I PRAY. (BY Brenda.G.Radford.)(C)2008
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