Watching the sky turn to day from night
The sunshine chases away my fright.
Listening as birds sing a song,
Laying in the soft grass ever so long.
Watching clouds drift along a blue sky,
Remembering how it was for him and I.
As I enjoy the sweet memories,
Feeling a gentle summers breeze.
As I can see the day is gone,
Hoping tomorrow that I can stand tall,
Remebering dad in the best way of all
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