Father's Day is approaching. Yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my father's arms and tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him. When he turns to smile place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile, because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. There's an a...che in my heart that will never go away.
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That brings tears to my eyes, I miss him too.
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