Big and Strong
But memories stay alive
I can still see him
Flannel shirt, brown work boots,
Leather gloves and a smile.
Milking cows, growing pumpkins,
Planting crops, working hard.
After his work was done
He could be found in his big green chair
With an empty lap
Waiting for me when I was three
No need to dream
While eating peaches and ice cream
We were a team.
Playing cards, tying my shoe,
Meeting his approval was easy to do.
One day he has a weakened heart
It needed a new start
Time was running out
Not any time to laugh and have fun
No more kisses and great big hugs.
Now he watches over me
Not a day goes by
With out a tear filling my eye.
I look at his picture
And I think he is still here
He has gone so far
But somehow he seems so near