Thinking About Dad In Spring

Every spring when I start gardening In my flowers my thoughts go back To the year that my dad died While I work I start to lose track. Sometimes I stop to rest and think It was in March of 1996, you see When I went out to his greenhouse Oh my, just heart breaking to me. All of things for growing he loved But never, ever again will he Plan and get the ground ready to Build his gardens so meticulously. So here I am in 2018 and once again Thinking about my dad Thanking God He gave me another year For my life is not so bad!