Here is my dad with me when I was a baby!
This is the way I remember my father most.
I made a small little scrapbook of my dad with a poem in it that says:
When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure
and the sun has set me free
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
and not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me - but let me go
and each must go alone
It's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road home.
Go to the hills we know
And bury your sorrow among the trees
Miss me- but let me go.
take care,
Dawn
6 comments:
Oh, Dawn. This is beautiful, and I am sitting here crying.
I know how much you loved your father, and I'm sure he did, too. I'm so glad you have your memories to treasure.
I'm missing my daddy, too.
A precious tribute. I love your blog and page layouts ! You are very creative !
Your scrapbook is wonderful. I love the photos of your dad as a young boy! xoxo, Joanna
Love your scrapbook so very much. What a treasure! Your Dad looks like the coolest guy ever!!!
Oh my gosh, well now I'm sitting here with tears streaming. That was absolutely beautiful, Dawn! What a priceless treasure you created there.
Hi Dawn, I stopped by to see your pink saturday but looked through your blog, I love this post about your father, your scrapbook is adorable!
Blessings, Shirl
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