Father lying on a bed of pain
Rises up to see his daughter’s face,
Has she come to see him once again?
Smiles at her his darling daughter Grace.
Doctors tell there’s nothing more to do
Done their best to help him get relief,
Current knowledge only helps a few;
Grace tries hard to mask her latent grief.
Father takes his daughter by the hand
Gives his girl a reassuring smile,
Places in it Mother’s wedding band
He’s had it with him quite a while
Mother’s been at rest for many years
Wants to be beside her when he goes,
Gracie takes it trembling, shedding tears,
How she’ll miss them truly no one knows.
Father pats his daughter lovingly
Tells her that he’s ready to move on
Mentions that from pain he’ll soon be free
Understands she’ll miss him when he’s gone.
But someday they’ll meet up once again
And she’ll see him and Mother sure,
No more sickness, no more grief and pain
In that paradise she’ll join forevermore.
“© Copyright Ian Grice 2014, all rights reserved”
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