My Father, My Dad


I’m here with my Father,

I’m here with my Dad

But he’s with the best Friend

He ever had.


I’m not very prosperous

No wealth do I hold

But Dad’s got plenty

Of riches untold.


I fight traffic each day

On a long endless road

But Dad’s up there walking

On streets made of gold.


He has been lifted on high

And sings with angels each day

While I’m down here with worries

That get in the way.


He can talk to the Savior

Has all that he needs

He walks through rose gardens

Planting more seeds.


One petal will fall

On the loved ones below

Each time we remember

How he loved us so.


Perfect peace has he now

And a smile on his face

For we believe with our hearts

He’s in a beautiful place.


And some day we’ll go

To be with my Dad

No more tears will we shed

Nor will we be sad.


‘Cause we’ll be with my Father

We’ll be with my Dad

We’ll be with the best Friend

We ever had.


Until then, my dear Daddy,

I want you to know

We’ll carry fond memories

Wherever we go.


(We love you, Dad and we’ll be there soon!)

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