Fifty and Eighty - April 2001
It doesn't seem that long ago, that I was small and you were tall.
You carried me on your shoulders so strong and I felt so tall, I would tightly hold on - to the comfort of your strength and knowing you were the greatest one...
My Father.
And so, here we are, together still. I am not small, you are not tall - but our spirits have grown and we've shared our lives - always together as Father and Child. The strength of love, that always survives.
I am now 50. You are 80.
Together we laugh and enjoy the gift of life, you are my Father - you are My Life.
"DEDICATED TO MY FATHER"
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