 Hands Of My Daddy~By Patti Rosenow
Hi I just wanted to share this, I wrote it on the morning after my father died. I have a strange way of just suddenly getting "inspired" I also wanted to add that I, for some reason, woke up the morning of the day he died, looked outside and thought "Yeah it's right that Dad is going to die on a gray rainy day, today is the day"....
HANDS OF MY DADDY
My hand is empty, now that you went away.
Many times your hand waved goodbye,
I took for it for granted you'd return another day.
Your hand held mine strongly,
Through many lessons taught.
You hung on tightly, though many times we fought.
Yet later, though I know it hurt you so,
Your hands opened slowly,
Knowing you had to let me go.
In loving memory of my Daddy, who passed Nov. 25, 2001, for reasons I'm not told, God called him home, it's my turn to let go. Thanks for listening, some days are fine and then all of a sudden it hits me and I am in shock all over again. He was 64 and had two massive coronaries 2wks apart, the second one killed him. Make sure you hug,kiss, and express to your loved ones how much they have improved your world. | 
