Happy Birthday Daddy
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When my biological father was at the end of the road we were under the misconception that he had a chance.
When the ugly truth reared it's head we had only caused him to suffer needlessly as the result of our selfishness.
It's a sad notion that we cannot save our loved ones from themselves and this is the case with Daddy.
For he was a smoker who could not put them down until it's beyond too late.
My sister takes after him in that she too is going to smoke right up to the time it's too late because she exhibits that same apparent physicial addiction that I would not allow to take control of me.
Rest assured that my daddy was a nice person who tried to contribute to the community and had many family and friends who both admired and loved him.
He could do absolutely anything which required handtools or farming implements.
It is said that "it ain't over til it's over" and to that I can only say "yes ... but we don't always recognize circumstances which present themselves to us".
Happy Birthday Daddy. From me on Earth to you in Heaven.
God Saw You Getting Tired
God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So he put His arms around you
And whispered "Come to me."
With tearful eyes we watched you
As you slowly slipped away
And though we loved you dearly
We couldn't make you stay.
Your golden heart stopped beating
Your tired hands put to rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
by Frances and Kathleen Coelho