The Lost of a Father
The lost of a Father is painful I know, because I lost my father long ago. life is so
short we must treasure each Day, hold on to the good memories don't let them fade away.
Remember the good times, learn from the bad the ones that made you laugh, the ones that
made you sad.
The reality is none of us are here to stay, that is why Christ died to pave the way.
To a better life with the Father above for all who would obey him and except his love.
So weep if you must but not in dispair, for their will always be a place in your Heart
for your Father, and he will always be there.
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