April 6, 1914 – October 29, 1987


Dad, I see the writing on the wall

My dreams are going to fall,

I am trying to prop it up

But I know, it wouldn’t stop


It will come crashing to the ground

With a silent deafening sound,

But I hope and pray this day

My Lord shows me the way


He has always been with me

Through all my difficulties,

And come what may, there’s not retreat

I will not succumb, to defeat


Dad, I know you found favor with the Lord

And you are in the presence of our God,

Dad, tell Him I need His Hand to feel

As humbly before Him, I kneel…


© 2011 Sheriff Gerry Ali

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