Tears stream down my face
as quickly as April showers
burst from the sky.
While memories of you bloom in
my mind as if they were May
flowers produced by the warm
spring showers.
The day you passed away
my world turned to gray.
I feel lost like I'm stumbling
blindly in the dark.
Will my life ever regain it's
dazzling spark?
I never got to say goodbye
now everday all I do is cry.
Even though you never got to hear me say "Daddy, I love you."
I just wat you to know that my heart is forever true.
In loving memory of my father, Stephen Collins
April 9, 1942- Feb. 23, 2005
