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In the waters of your memory

reflects the image of your face

and I feel the loss more keenly

as I watch those waters race

t'ward that day of deep remembrance,

another year that's come and gone,

for I miss your love and caring

as the stream of time flows on.



You were always there to shield me

from the storm clouds and the pain.

Standing on the bridge of memory

I feel your love again.

As the waters keep on flowing

to an everlasting sea,

my dear Dad, I'm looking forward

to the time you're back with me.



For I know a time is coming

when cruel death will be undone,

then you and I, dear Father,

will dance into the sun,

and the river of sweet waters

will return you to my side.

I will wait here on the shoreline

for the turning of the tide.