http://youtu.be/KUwx6Lq_qI8I was looking out on the snow,
when my mind wandered back .. waaay back in time,
and I remembered, as a small child walking with my Dad.. who used lift my small body in his arms
out of the deep snow, and how he kissed me
on top of my curly head.
Memories are imprinted and wonderful.
.... "and I never will forget him..
for he made me what I am ...
tho' he may be gone, memories linger on ..
and, I miss him
'The old man' "
for some reason this is the song i think of when memories come to mind with my own father. i often wonder if i knew him as a child And as an adult what my feelings would be, if they would be the same. he was 45, i was 10 when he died, i knew him only as a child could, but somehow i think he still would be great in my eyes - no matter..
do u know this song Grace?
Happy Weekend to All!