Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Another 1- Minute Birthday Poem

For my dad:
When I was a little girl, I'd sit on my daddy's knee
He'd tell me stories and and say "I'm so glad you're with me".

Dad with his passions, was so much bigger than most
His talents were many and his stories most grandiose

He loved his family, his movies, electronics and his art
But mostly to us we remember his heart

Today is his birthday, but we'll not be serving cake
but with memories he'll be here, make no mistake

For daddy has climbed on his daddy's knee
And from Heaven I can hear it…"I'm so glad you're with Me"

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