My Dear Daddy

My dear daddy now awaits!
   Must hurry - driving so fast,
 please excuse my awful haste.
   Praying the minutes will last
 as there's just no time to waste.

 To give one final farewell -
   so many things left to tell.
 But life's clock is ticking too fast
   out of time - indeed, almost gone
 A few more sands down the hourglass
   and then 'twill be just me to carry on.

 Your talent for makin' music was unsurpassed
   Like sounds coming down from Heav'n above
 Filling house and hearts with your deep love
   never thought it would end, but even it couldn't last.

 To hear you play those strings -
  Was something right out of a dream
 To hear you perform again, I'd give anything
   You now play violin and guitar for the King of Kings!

 And thank you, dear Dad,
   my audience and biggest fan
 You taught me and encouraged me
   in guitar and every plan.

 And, oh, to hear you sing a song!
   No doubt it will be heaven's choice
 to have your beautiful bass voice
   joining the angelic choir throng.

 “It's okay, dear Dad,
   Please, go now and rest.
 You've given all you had -
   Many treasured gifts to us
 and laid up in Heav'n above -
   Oh, how richly we've been blessed
 with your faith, hope and love!”

 With a heart full of grace and feelings
   you gave credit where credit was due,
 never withholding a compliment - or even two!
   ‘Twas just one of the many things
 we always so admired about you.

 How fitting for dear dad,
   Who was long ago re-born,
 To depart this terrestrial world
   on a sunny Sunday morn!

 And into a beautiful blue sky
   your sanctified spirit freed to fly
 to a new home supernal
   where Love reigns eternal.

Maybe 'tis wrong,
   but I really must admit -
 I do envy you, dear Dad,
   yes, quite a bit.

 More than ready
    to join you there
 “Lord, come quickly!”
    my perpetual prayer.

 But if He chooses to wait
   I know ‘tis only a little while
 Till I'm greeted by your smile
   and warm embrace
 when we meet again, face-to-face.

 For soon I, too, will fly away,
   where “goodbye” we'll nevermore say.
 Sharing endless days filled with praise
   in that promised land of eternal day.

I can almost imagine
  what you might say
if you could have a talk
  here with me today:

"Don't cry for me,
  I've completed my race
now claiming my reward
  in that much better place.
Where I can relax and unwind,
  tell all my favorite stories,
and share what's on my mind.
  You know...just like old times."

 Yes, me and you, my dear Daddy -
   and many loved ones gone before -
 again talking & walking, hand-in-hand,
   our paths lit by Him on that peaceful shore.
 No more trials - no more bodies sore,
   just happy and blessed forevermore!

Dedicated to Glenn L. Wright by your loving children: Rob, Sue, Jeanne & Dan