In Memory of Dad

In Memory of Dad

© Chris Barry

You will never fade from our memories
You will be with us through night and day
You will be heard in the blackbird’s melodies
And in the chirping of the Jay

You will be remembered in our tales of old
You will be the teardrop that arises from our cries of woe
You will be the music to our laughter
And the strength that will help us grow

Oh no, you have not vanished from our lives
For you will be the buttercup that embeds our meadow’s hay
You will be sitting on the fireside hob
Accompanying us in the evening as we pray.

You will be heard in the grandfather clock
Ticking time away
You will be the sun that awakens us at dawn
And the night sky that curtains off the day

So how can we say good-bye and share tears of farewell
From if Faith is true to its word, you’re not gone far.
For your graceful loving Spirit will always live on
As we sip our energy from life’s filled jar…

THE END