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Orlando F. Olivas-Mitchell |
02/26/80
- 09/24/99
GOD, SAW YOU WERE
GETTING TIRED,
AND YOUR LIFE WAS NOT TO BE. SO,
HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU,
AND WHISPERED, "COME WITH ME."
WITH TEARFUL EYES I SAW YOU SUFFER,
AND WATCHED YOU FADE AWAY.
ALTHOUGH I LOVED YOU DEARLY DADDY
I COULD NOT MAKE YOU STAY.
YOUR GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING,
YOUR HUGGING ARMS TO REST.
GOD BROKE MY HEART TO PROVE TO ME
HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
IT'S LONESOME HERE WITHOUT YOU,
I MISS YOU MORE EACH DAY.
LIFE DOESN'T SEEM THE SAME SINCE MY DADDY WENT AWAY.
WHEN MY DAYS ARE SAD AND LONELY,
AND EVERYTHING SEEMS WRONG,
I SEEM TO HEAR YOU WHISPER "CHEER UP AND CARRY ON"
EACH TIME I SEE YOUR PICTURE,
YOU SEEM TO SMILE AND SAY,
"DON'T CRY, I'M IN GODS HANDS, WE MEET AGAIN SOMEDAY."
A MILLION TIMES I'VE MISSED YOU,
A MILLION TIMES I'VE CRIED.
IF LOVE COULD HAVE SAVED YOU DADDY,
YOU NEVER WOULD HAVE DIED.
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