Daddy, It has been two years today since you went to the Lord. This poem is still yours, and will always be. I love you.
YOU WERE LOST
NOW…YOU ARE FOUND
YOU DISAPPEARED, BUT CAME BACK
ALMOST WITHOUT A SOUND
EMPTY HANDS, EMPTY HEARTS
HAVE SINCE BEEN GRACED
THE TRUTH, THE LIES, WHAT WE FANTASIZE
CAN NOW…TRULY BE TRACED
THE PAST IS GONE
ALL DARK MEMORIES ERASED
THE PATH AHEAD SEEMS FULL
OF WONDER AND
…HAPPINESS EMBRACED
THE GRACE OF GOD’S GLORY
THE MIRACLES THAT ABOUND
FROM TRUTH IN HIS PRESENCE
---- IT BECOMES CLEAR
THAT WE, MY DEAR, ARE FOUND.
