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Somewhere In Missing You ( for my Father who passed away July 23, 1994) |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia 
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In Memory Of My Dad: Warren "Newie" Wallace who passed away July 23, 1994 Somewhere In Missing You Somewhere in the middle of feeling Gods will These past eight years have just stood still Though with time I haven't lost sight of you Somewhere in missing you, Dad, I died, too... God, I'm reminded, finding, where you may be Somewhere in missing you, Dad, I lost me The unforgettable haunts this heart especially this day Somewhere in missing you, Dad, life was taken away... I'm here with memories running the path of these tears And, with it resides the pain of those eight years You never looked for bigger or better things And, somewhere in missing you, Dad, those words still sing... We struggled to live each day one by one But, somewhere in missing you, Dad, that's all I want To relive what money couldn't lend us then And, somewhere in missing you, Dad, I want family again... It's an empty cry to the heavens to send you home Somewhere in missing you, Dad, I feel certain to alone We had it all one sweet moment in life Somewhere in missing you, Dad, I beg for one more night... A daughters fight to have what she can't hold A moment long ago that should remain old But, it doesn't, and I dance, to sadness at heart Somewhere in missing you, Dad, I can't accept we're apart... Somewhere in missing you I drown with each passing year I'll be saved when sweet Jesus brings you back here Just kind thoughts of you beneath our skies back then Somewhere in missing you, Dad, finds me wanting that again... On this day look down at a daughters plea to be free From this pain and loneliness that won't leave me be I love you still more then I can pen on this page Somewhere in missing you, Dad, hear what I say... It's us, all that a family once was Everything a great Father was made of If the heavens were closer I'd reach for you But, somewhere in missing you, Dad, our time is through... Behold, what I'll never hold, the missing one Rest assure I'll be running to you when my time has come At last, our past, will be once more Somewhere in missing you, Dad, is what I'm living for... Sauni:)The Only Time I See The Sun Is When I'm Within That Vanilla Breeze.The Only Time I'm One With The Sun Is When He Shelters Me From The Rain. L.S |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is so sad. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
Thank you for sharing something so very personal. I am sorry for your loss. I love the closeness you have put into this. It sounds like you and your father had a wonderful relationship. I'm glad you have been blessed with that. A truly wonderful poem, Saunni. A bird never flies so high that it can't hit the ground |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (BIG HUGGGSSSSSSS) Oh Saunni, I'm so sorry to hear this, sweet friend, I know with all my heart that your dad will always love you and never forget you and when the time is right you will reunite with hi and will never kiss him again, until then know deep down his light is always guiding you! (sigh) My thoughts and sympathies are with you, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Saunni, thank you for sharing!  may love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Saunni, I'm so sorry for your loss. You have expressed so well the grief of loss that time doesn't heal. My heart aches for your loss much like it does for my own. Peace to you dear friend. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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