Cary Allen Brown
November 21, 1961- September 27, 2008
My dad had a heart attack at the age of 47.
Sometimes I get mad, most times I get sad.
He was always there for me.
He was my dad.
I was always a daddy's girl.
We even wore matching clothes.
And thinking back on those days
Doesn't make me ashamed
He planted the seeds inside of my heart
At a young age,
I knew not what he taught.
As I grew older
I remembered the words he told me.
I gave my life to Christ
And all things felt right.
I wish I could tell him how thankful I am
For trying his best to raise me just right.
I'm glad that I know that I'll see him again
But right now its hard because I really miss him.
November 21, 1961- September 27, 2008
My dad had a heart attack at the age of 47.
Sometimes I get mad, most times I get sad.
He was always there for me.
He was my dad.
I was always a daddy's girl.
We even wore matching clothes.
And thinking back on those days
Doesn't make me ashamed
He planted the seeds inside of my heart
At a young age,
I knew not what he taught.
As I grew older
I remembered the words he told me.
I gave my life to Christ
And all things felt right.
I wish I could tell him how thankful I am
For trying his best to raise me just right.
I'm glad that I know that I'll see him again
But right now its hard because I really miss him.
Kendal, this is very precious. Thank you for sharing your heart so honestly.
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