The loss of a father
Is a heavy burden to bear.
He's a source of quiet strength
That is so missed when he's not there.
Take comfort he's in Heaven,
And looking down at you.
He'll be there through the coming years,
Watching over and guiding you.
He's your very own guardian angel,
And he'll be with you to the end,
When you meet again in Heaven,
And your broken heart will finally mend.
