Inside of my Dad's 1941 Ford Pick-up Truck

As the wheels of life turn ever so quickly, taking us down volatile, winding roads that change the landscapes we try to improve and regulate so carefully, the inevitable end so faithfully occurs. But the memories stained deep within always remain and eases the pain. Oh daddy, how I wished I could have been at the wheel and in control of the little diversion your life took, so that you could enjoy the landscapes on the roads I have and will travel, and if whomever is in charge, has allowed you to see more beauty and all the roads I have and will travel through a much happier, beautiful, insightful perspective.
Dad I wish you the happiest B-day cause I know you're celebrating it! I wished you were here so I could celebrate it with you and you could enjoy your grandchildren. You would be so proud of them.
I love you daddy!


1 comment:
I can hear the cry of a little girl inside of you for your dad. I wish he was still here with you. But I know someday you will see him again! I love you, Jenece.
You are so sweet!
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