My Two Fathers


God gave me someone special
I could not ask for a better father
I will never forget, the day my father
Took my hand as we begin to travel
The high road of life, there he led me
Surrounded by beauty's of sun light blue.

Clouds of deep orange and pastel
green, there he led me to a King:
a wondrous and graceful sight to
behold, my father said ; now my
daughter I must let go of your hand
when I'm long going the King will
forever take care of you.

Remember behind every storms the
King promise you a rainbow of beautiful Sunshine's.

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