April 6, 1914 – October 29, 1987
Dad, I see the writing on the wall
My dreams are going to fall,
I am trying to prop it up
But I know, it wouldn’t stop
It will come crashing to the ground
With a silent deafening sound,
But I hope and pray this day
My Lord shows me the way
He has always been with me
Through all my difficulties,
And come what may, there’s no retreat
I will not succumb, to defeat
Dad, I know you found favor with the Lord
And you are in the presence of our God,
Dad, tell Him I need His Hand to feel
As humbly before Him, I kneel…
© 2011 Sheriff Gerry Ali
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