My heart is now broken,
with tears in my eyes.
I really do not know how we will stumble
through this new path in life
with you not here to guide us.

When the Sun comes up each morning,
with a sky so beautiful
I look so hard to see if I can see your
face in a cloud like an Angel.

I know you are an Angel now with wings that soar.
As the Sun sets each night,
we miss you more with each passing day.

All of our life you were
there to guide us,
love us, and to make us strong.
You were, and you still are, the most honest, giving, and the most loving
man I have ever known.

I know God chose you for a reason,
but sometimes, we don't know what that reason is.

I know you are happy with your new life,
but that doesn't mean we are happy.

Life is just not the same without you.
No matter how hard your heart is grieving,
if you have faith and keep believing,
I know we will all be reunited again one day.

Who is this man that we all love and miss so much?
The only man it could be!

" IS MY DADDY"

Written By:
Linda Hancock-Cooke
In Memory of My Dad---Carl B. Hancock
Returned Home August 11, 1995
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