Goodbye Dad, my father and my friend

Richard Charles Eagles

16 February 1922 - 18 June 2009
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I'll miss our chats, your daily news

Your ready wit, your pinching shoes,
Mundane or jolly repartee,
Oh Dad, it meant the world to me.

God bless. Sleep well. Love always.

Revival

Harsh winds blowing from the East,
Herald snow, a Winter's feast,
Of lightly falling silver flakes,
Ceaseless, dropping 'til it makes,
A snowy blanket all around,
Keeping warm infertile ground,
'Til Spring arrives, when once again,
Comes shining sun and gentle rain,
Bringing life to this steadfast scene,
Draping her in mantle green.

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