A Chat with Daddy Well Daddy ... you were no Angel But .. my Halo is tarnished too. A bit rough around the edges Was the bond 'twixt me and you. It wasn't until you were gone I finally understood You didn't know how to express your love But ... you did the best you could. Thinking back now I remember.. Awkward bear hugs... a kiss on the cheek ... You singing The Old Rugged Cross ... In a voice so strong and deep. Sorting through the memories... You know.. They weren't all bad... I hope you feel my love and know... I'm glad you were my Dad. © Sharon Langan 2003 Home    Poetry Garden <a type="audio/mid" href="/papanew.mid"></a>