Daddy Singa A song

Daddy Sings A Song1


The cooling comfort of the sighing wind
on a hot summer day.
Reminds me of the music my Daddy used to play.
His voice was like the cooing of a dove,
soft as a velvet cloth.
It played on the wind, with the smoothness of a moth.
He worked the fields all day,then went to the back porch
to sing and his guitar to play a verse of that Old Rugged Cross
before he went to bed.
He is singing now with the Angels
Mother is humming along.
They will rest in Heavenly peace,
as Daddy sings a song.

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