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MY Thoughts and Memories of DAD
I will take this special moment To turn my thoughts to Dad Thank him for the home he gave For all the things we had. We think about the fleeting years Too quickly, gone for good It seems like only yesterday I’d go back if I could. A time when Dad was always there No matter what the weather Always strong when things went wrong He held our lives together. He strived so hard from day to day And never once complained With steady hands, he worked the land And kept the family name. He taught us that hard work pays off You reap just what you sow He said that if you tend your crops Your field will overflow. My harvest has been bountiful He taught me how to give In his firm and steadfast way He taught me how to live. Dad dwells among the angels now He left us much too soon He glides across a golden field Above the harvest moon. I see him in the fields of grain He rides upon the wind And when my path is beaten down He picks me up again.
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OLD JIM Died TODAY Old Jim was just a good ole boy As several here would say The kind of fellow many liked In their own special way. His caring wife and family Stood by him all the way He never missed a day of work For there were bills to pay. The town considered him a friend To everyone around He always gave a lending hand When someone else was down. Jim loved to fish down at the lake He really reeled em in The neighbors gathered ‘round his door To hear the tales he’d spin. He was the best at hunting, too His buddies stood in awe The biggest buck for miles around Was mounted on his wall. Ole Jim drove a pickup truck Had coffee with the boys Down at the local restaurant He’d brag about his toys. Once in awhile, he’d meet the gang Down at the local bar He’d only drink just one or two He never went too far. A family man, that’s what they said The day he passed away His neighbors came from miles around Respects, they came to pay. In all his years upon this earth Throughout this life, he trod He very seldom went to church But he always mentioned God. They lowered him into the ground Beneath the grass so green His soul now filled with knowledge Unknown to kings and queens. The richest men that roam the earth Would give it all to know What lies beyond this mortal life Where golden rivers flow. The truth has been revealed to Jim I’m sure by now he knows it well He walks the Streets of Heaven And, He knows there is a Hell.
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