Daddy, Be My Guide- 2/9/92

Note: This poem was written by my mother shortly after my grandfather, William "Bill" H. Sturdivant, my mom's father and hero, passed away.

Daddy, Be My Guide

2/9/1992

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As I stand in tears before the Arbor of the Rose

Thinking of you daddy and I smile-

My thoughts seem to come in the form of prose

And offer my heart solace for a while

I love you daddy, I always will

Sorrow now will be my constant friend-

Time I know will ease the pain I feel

But your memory will live in me to the end-

Someday when my Jesus comes 

To lead me to the other side

Daddy, since Heaven is now your home

Please hold my hand and be my guide

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