Father
By Tammy Smith
Oh father, how your missed everyday.
Each day before I go to sleep, I pray for your strengh, and I talk of sweet memories. I know each day you are sending down strengh for me and the family.
I will never replace you in my heart or in my life.
But for now you are like a flickering candle that never burns out, always watching over me,
you are my guardian angle.
Love always, your baby girl, Tammy Lynn
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