I Want His Blessing, Too


I never got to shake your hand
or show you who I am.
I never got to prove my love
or show you that I can.

This makes it hard for me to do
the only thing I can.
This makes it hard for me to ask
for your daughter's hand.

I truly think that you're still here
in all these smiling faces.
They talk and laugh about you still
and I know that never changes.

So what I ask of all of you
whom stand here today,
please answer for the one you lost
but is never far away.

Jeff, do I have your blessing
to ask Becca to marry me?

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