Fifteen Years
FIFTEEN YEARS
Fifteen years now you’ve been gone,
And your work I carry on
In the nursing home each week,
Thinking of you when I speak.
Hoping as my work you see
That you are now proud of me.
Dad, though we were not real close,
A memory I treasure most
Is that day we both embraced,
Said, “I love you,” teary-faced.
Some day we’ll embrace once more
On that happy heavenly shore.
I look forward to that day
When together we will say,
“Love you, Dad,” and “Love you, son”
As our life in heaven’s begun.
In memory of my dad
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