March 10, 2010
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Don't ever stop playing your songs daddy,

The humming never stops playing in my heart

I hold each memories dear

For I fear the day that we part

No more wind chimes and dream catchers hanging

I'll miss the milk truck backing up

The sweet smell of smokey bacon in the morning

There's no place else I'd rather be

Then the place I call home

Rolling hills of brown cows grazin

Do you remember when grandpa used to pick me up?

Pushing me on that swing

As cars slowly passin

Grease and car exhaust smell better then roses

Loud car motors and the drives up to Canada

The beautiful trees that used to shade me

As i played in that sand box

You inspire me to be a parent, and a good one at that

Breakin and takin things apart

Your the best father I could have got

Daddy, your soul keeps movin along

It never stops

Don't worry soon we'll all be together, forever again

Moma too,

Playin the same parts

What more could we all ask for?

Dad I'll never forget you

I'll try my best to smile the day you die daddy, I will

I wont cry

Daddy, I'll miss you please make it up to heaven

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