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Missing you,

Daddy,

Sitting here writing to you tonight,

So I was in Maple Lake last night,

First time since your funeral,

Daddy that was pretty hard for me,

I was having a great time,

But,

In the back of my mind,

You were there,

Daddy were you there?

I wanted to,

Walk over to that church and funeral home,

To see if I could see your face just one more time,

Daddy just one more time,

So you must have been watching over me,

Paul asks if I am ok,

On the way home,

And I say I am ok,

But he knows its hard,

But daddy just so you know I am doing ok,

Its just hard,

And I am missing you.

10-6-2007

2007

misty yanish