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I'm trying to decide between two poems for my Dad when he's gone to put in the memory programs. Please reply and tell me which one you like best.
Daddy
Once in a while I catch a glimpse
Of the Daddy I once knew
His smile nice and wide
His eyes so bright and blue.
But then the smile fades
As smiles often do
His memory’s not as sharp now
His eyes are not as blue.
What’s happened to my Daddy?
Who once could build a house
From the floors up to the roof top
He could even charm a mouse.
Daddy, you are old now
Your hair is turning gray
What path will you follow
When your sorrows you will lay.
When your life is o’er
Your sorrows are laid down
I’ll remember the good times
And feel blessed you were around.
Sweet Release
You were locked in a prison from which you couldn’t escape
A life that was not your own
The Lord came and whispered, “The chains have broke free
It is time for you to come home.”
Peace fills the room as I write this for you
For I know that it won’t be long
Then the chains will break free
And you will escape
From this lonely prison you own.
Like an eagle you will soar
Above the clouds and sky
While you are flying, remember me
Come down and whisper good-bye.
Written by Crystal
June 14, 2000
Daddy
Once in a while I catch a glimpse
Of the Daddy I once knew
His smile nice and wide
His eyes so bright and blue.
But then the smile fades
As smiles often do
His memory’s not as sharp now
His eyes are not as blue.
What’s happened to my Daddy?
Who once could build a house
From the floors up to the roof top
He could even charm a mouse.
Daddy, you are old now
Your hair is turning gray
What path will you follow
When your sorrows you will lay.
When your life is o’er
Your sorrows are laid down
I’ll remember the good times
And feel blessed you were around.
Sweet Release
You were locked in a prison from which you couldn’t escape
A life that was not your own
The Lord came and whispered, “The chains have broke free
It is time for you to come home.”
Peace fills the room as I write this for you
For I know that it won’t be long
Then the chains will break free
And you will escape
From this lonely prison you own.
Like an eagle you will soar
Above the clouds and sky
While you are flying, remember me
Come down and whisper good-bye.
Written by Crystal
June 14, 2000



