The longest road

Six hundred miles

Oh, time is extended

Just to know that you're gone

I fell on my knees

And I cried

I hope you know how hard I tried

In order to do more to

And hold your hand

Oh, I hope you understand

What do you mean to me

I can not wait

Until one day

If I had

I hug

And I told him everything would be fine

But now I'm here

YYou are up there

Life seems just right

But over time

You are in my heart

Although we have been

The pain disappeared

You Hurt No More

Paradise lies beyond the gate of heaven

We

I will not be sad

Until then, hello Dad.

When he got the call that my father had a heart attack, I do not think I would die. I knew it was bad, but my father was, and he was always there. It 'a hard man, who cannothing. My sister, our children, and moved the 600 miles from St. Joseph, MO Hurst, Texas, to see him. They said the leg would be amputated in order, and I knew that I did not. Do not be stubborn people. The journey seemed it took days to arrive, and I could not hug him and tell him that everything would have to wait in order. We stopped at my uncle and my other sister had gone to visit. She was crying and she shook her head and then stopped my world. Idropped my keys and dropped to his knees in disbelief. How did this happen? He was only 54 was too young to leave this world and so many memories we have had more to do. God must be seen, like him, are special. I know you again, and I calmed down a bit 'to know, know I do not know why God called him, but I hope you can see how much his family loves him and lost.