Amanda's Father

One Year Has Passed

God saw the road was getting rough
And the hills were hard to climb
So He closed your weary eyelids
And whispered "Peace be thine."

The rolling stream of life rolls on
But still the vacant chair
Recalls the love, the voice, the smile
Of the one who once sat there.

What I would give to clasp his hand
His happy face to see
To hear his voice and see his smile
That meant so much to me.

His weary hours and days of pain
His troubled nights are past
And in our aching hearts we know
His has found sweet rest at last.

Nothing can ever take away
The love a heart holds dear
Found memories linger everyday
Remembrance keeps him near.