Iwould like to print this poem that my step grandaughter wrote when my son passed away .If I could write a story, It would be the greatest told of a kind and and loving father, who had a heart of gold. I could write a million pages , but still be unable to say, just how much I love him, every single day. Iwill remember all he taught me, I am hurt but wont be sad, cause he will send me down the answers and he will always be my dad. Written by Tanya Pine.
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 13:16:41 +0000
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