Seven years ago today, my Daddy moved to a new address.
He exchanged his earthly home for a heavenly one.
No longer does he need crutches and a leg brace to walk.
Nor does cancer ravage his body any longer.
If there is grass to mow in heaven, you can bet he is on a Kabota tractor mowing any patch that needs it.
I’m sure God has him working on a building project or two.
We miss you, Daddy, and we love you.
We will see you soon.
(Visited 96 times, 1 visits today)
