Dad and Me, Thanksgiving 2013

The last days  

sweet and hard 

too many words, not enough time

One last hug

holding his hand till the very last

praying, constant praying

laughter and tears

quiet moments reading him the promises

death leads to life

but for us left behind there is a void

but a year has passed

trips to Publix on Sunday still make me sad

March madness reminds me of him

oh how he'd love Magnolia

and all of the great grand babies yet to come

and sometimes I just need my Dad

but he lives what I hope for

his faith has been made complete

he sees You face to face

and one day I will too