To Be Continued
I'd say that I miss you,
But your image is easily found,
I'd say that I need you,
Yet wherever I look your love still abounds.
One's existence is finite,
And often ending too fast,
Yet if we've left memories special,
A spirit can last.
You've given us smiles,
And to so many much needed love,
You hardly are missing,
Your touch just comes from above.
With such an indelible impression,
Left on too vast a number to measure,
You'll always be with us,
When we share all your love and your pleasure.
Copyright SGW 1993
For my dad, but also for any loved one who is missed.
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