It is hard to believe that a whole year has passed since my dad died. I will be remembering him with love and will never forget him.
An ode to my dad
He is with me always, when the fresh aroma of daffodils fill the air of spring and the hot sun of summer warms my skin,
when the autumn wind brushes my cheek on a windy day
and the cold,chilly frost of winter nips at my nose.
He is with me throughout the seasons.
I will smile when I think of you but there will be tears in my heart.
I will celebrate you today and everyday.
your ever loving daughter
Debbie x
An ode to my dad
He is with me always, when the fresh aroma of daffodils fill the air of spring and the hot sun of summer warms my skin,
when the autumn wind brushes my cheek on a windy day

and the cold,chilly frost of winter nips at my nose.
He is with me throughout the seasons.
I will smile when I think of you but there will be tears in my heart.
I will celebrate you today and everyday.
your ever loving daughter
Debbie x
Written by Debbie Brewer 2007
People were fishing and carrying on with their everyday lives and I felt like my life was in slow motion. I was deep in thought thinkng about how he should not have died and he should be enjoying this beautiful day aswell. But I can’t bring him back and I have to except the fact that he is gone but he will never be forgotten and I will dedicate my life to try and right this wrong that has affected both of us and countless others in our situation.
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