My father you inspired me to compose
I loved the words you always chose
You and I thought, the same way
Thinking of you, fills my day
Invading my mind, watching us play
O' now, soaring, oh so high
In my starry eye
Guiding me throughout, I cry
With elegance and grace in the sky
Tis' paying homage to my father beatify
© daniel miltz
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