Dad so many images come to mind

whenever we speak your name;

It seems without you in life

things are not the same.

What happened to those lazy days

when we were just kids;

When our life was consumed in you

in your love, and in your smile.

What happened to all those times

when we always looked to you;

No matter what happened in our lives

you could make our gray skies blue.

Dad some days we hear your voice

and turn to see your face;

Yet in our turning it seems

the sound has been erased.

Dad, who will we turn to for answers

when life does not make sense;

Who will be there to hold us close

when the pieces just don't fit.

Dad, if we could turn back time

and once more hear your voice;

We'd tell you how much we miss and

love you so.

Today, Jesus, as you are listening

in your home above;

Would you go and find our dad

and give him one last hug.