--, My Daddy's Home Going</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=32.htm>--</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>My Daddy's Home Going</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>I'm not blaming you Dear Jesus<br>Nor asking why you took Daddy from me<br>You were so good to him Heavenly Father,<br>Now from this world he is free<br>Free from all troubles and trials, <br>From all sorrow, sickness and pain<br>Free from the world's tribulations<br>Earth's sorrows are now heaven's gain<br>I'm not blaming you at all Dear Jesus<br>For we came not into this world to stay<br>Our bible tells us that man born of woman<br>Is full of trouble but for a few days<br>You were merciful and kind, Thou his keeper<br>We should not ask you for any more<br>To let him stay with us any longer<br>He was tired and weary at 104<br>Yet I recall when we lived here together<br>I think of fond memories of days gone by<br>Seeing him in his vegetable garden<br>Or in his garage in order to slip out of sight<br>Or maybe tinkering with some old battered vessel<br>Making it look like it was almost new<br>Sing in La Mott's Senior Choir<br>Doing odd jobs for the neighbors too<br>Playing his accordion or another instrument<br>Which ever came first to entertain you<br>Oh no I don't blame you Dear Jesus<br>You did what you just had to do<br>Oh no I don't blame you Heavenly Father<br>I knew that some day we would have to part<br>but I loved him so very much Dear Jesus<br>He possessed such a large space in my heart<br>But that Sunday morning when you took him<br>To that Celestial City so fair<br>Death is never a welcomed stranger<br>And loved ones are not usually prepared<br>I'm so glad I was there at the parting<br>I saw when he stepped on board<br>I saw Jesus standing on the banks of the river<br>And Daddy saying Good morning Dear Lord<br>I'm sure when he saw my mother<br>And my brother as a new day was dawning<br>And all the love one who had gone on before<br>He said to mother Marcella and Leroy are coming<br>So Mama and Daddy we won't disappoint you<br>Just keep the porch light on in your home<br>It may be in the afternoon or evening<br>Like you two it might be early one morn. </b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk4.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk4.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>