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By Kathy Chatfield
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My father was really great
And that is no mistake
He had the kindest heart
And words that never stung like a dart
I was his little girl
And in his eyes, his little pearl
When I was three I had gotten burned
And everyone was concerned
I smelled like burnt chicken feathers for weeks...
As my father would say
But he would still hold me gently and caress my cheeks...
And pray
Well,,,with God's grace and my daddy's prayers
My skin had healed with no repairs
My father would always be there
Giving out hugs like a big teddy bear
He had good advice or a helping hand
Letting us know, he always seemed to understand
Growing up, there were so many learning situations
And he would make you feel, what you learned, with uplifting aspirations
I didn't know always what to do or how to handle them
And if you didn't do right, he would try guide us...not condemn
We always worked hard on the farm
As we always woke up to the 5:00 alarm
Chores had to be done
And off to school we would run
I remember once when I had to study for a test
And I wanted to do my ultimate best
For, you see, it was my senior year
And I was looking into my future career
A scholarship for college I wanted to get
This would help my college debt
Well...I had chores to do
And I began to stew
Because there was no time to rest
And study for my test
My father saw me crying
And my tears he would start drying
For...he said... "What is all the fret!"
"Go study...I'll take over...do your best
and there will be no regret."
I got my scholarship with God's grace
Let alone,to see, how proud my father was on his face
The strength & lessons my father gave me since I was child
Will always be with me in my heart and soul...filed
For,you see,my father will always be wonderful in my eyes
And I prayed then,we would never,have to say our goodbye's
In my adult years, he was also there
Helping me wire my own home or doing a repair
His life lessons showed me how to work through many things,as each day goes by
And take each challenge and give it a try
These lessons became who I am today
As well as, getting closer to God and how to pray
For you see, as my father got older
It was getting harder to lean on his shoulder
His illnesses were taking the best years of his life...
When his golden years should of been without such strife
The MS and cancer was taking its toll
Taking much out of his control
He held strong, as he always would
Never complained through the pain he withstood
I, too, was diagnosed with MS one fall
And I knew this was going to be a long hall
I had seen what my father had gone through
And I knew...what it could do
My father was scared and thought it was all his fault that I had this disease
And he cried..."Please Lord, don't let her have this disease,please
God spoke to me,right then, on how to give him some light
They were words on how to give us both,strength and fight
My father said he had lost his right hand girl
And my life would be in a whirl
But within an instant,God told me to say
"Daddy,it will be O.K.
My right hand and leg may not work just right
But you taught me how to pray and fight
The struggles that we will go through
We'll do together and I love you
Well, I lost my father a few years later
And our lives together,in the last, couldn't of been greater
His precious,loving spirit will be with me forever
And I know he will be at my side,wherever
God made us a family,He designed
And He couldn't of given me a better father,in all mankind
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