In Memory Poem

A girl whose father passed away remembers the goodness and sweetness of their relationship.

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© Sherrie S. Grigg

Published on February 2006

My Dad

My dad was a so very special father to me.
He was so wonderful, gentle, friendly, great, loving and caring man to me.
He always made me happy and laugh.
I sometimes do cry about my very precious daddy,
because I do miss him so much and I sure do miss his hugs and him holding me in his arms to make me feel safe and calm.
I truly do miss being with my wonderful dad.
He truly did and still does mean the whole world to me always.
I do miss him being there for me when I need him.
I still do need my favorite daddy, but he is not with me now and I hope that my daddy is in the best place.
I do think about my dad on his birthday and all holidays, and I truly can't stop thinking about him because I still love him so very much, and I never will stop loving my dad, not ever.
My daddy and I were and still are very close to each other always.
I do know that my daddy is with me in my heart and in my life always.


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