Tuesday 12 December 2017

My Father

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

My life will never be the same, Dad I love you  and will miss you everyday, thank you for making me the women I am today.

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