written by
Cyndi~rella
I'm watching out the window
As my child runs to play
Thinking that her daddy
Will return from work today.
How can I just break her heart
And tell her he is gone?
A shiney tear drips down my cheek,
As she runs across the lawn.
She is so young and peaceful,
But she'll never understand
That her daddy will not be there
To walk with hand in hand!
So I must tell her softly,
But she'll think it's rather odd
When I tell her that her daddy
Has gone to stay with God!
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