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A tribute to my father. |
TRAPPED INSIDE YOUR OWN BODY, UNABLE TO SPEAK, YOUR EYES ARE TOO HEAVY AND YOUR BODY IS TOO WEAK. REACHING TOWARD OUR VOICES FOR COMFORT AND RELIEF, GRASPING FOR SOME HOPE, FOR SOME KIND OF BELIEF. WHEN YOU ARE AFRAID AND NOONE IS THERE, IF YOU LISTEN QUIETLY OUR VOICES WILL APPEAR. AND IF YOU SENSE SOMEONE STANDING VERY NEAR, ITS ONE OF YOUR CHILDREN, HOPING TO EASE YOUR FEAR. OR TELLING YOU, WE LOVE YOU OR, SHOWING YOU WE CARE, AND MAYBE EVEN PRAYING, EVEN THOUGH IT IS RARE. ALTHOUGH OUR TIME TOGETHER WAS SHORT, AND OUR HOPES AND DREAMS WE HAD TO ABORT. THE YEARS WITH LOVE AND LAUGHTER WERE FILLED, WHEN THE ANGELS TOOK YOU OUR HEARTS WERE STILLED. CARING FOR YOU WAS OUR LABOR OF LOVE, AND NOW ITS TIME TO LET YOU SOAR ABOVE. PLEASE WATCH OVER US HERE ON EARTH, WE REALIZE WHAT YOUR LOVE IS WORTH. YOU PUT A TWINKLE IN THE EYES OF YOUR KIDS AND WIFE, YOU MADE PEOPLE LAUGH EVERYDAY OF YOUR LIFE. THE SILLY JOKES THAT BRIGHTENED OUR FACES, AND SENT OUR THOUGHTS TO ALL THOSE WARM PLACES. SOMETIMES WHILE WE'RE IN DEEP THOUGHT, WE REMEMBER THE LESSONS THAT YOU TAUGHT. AS YOU AND YOUR GRANDSON WOULD LAUGH AND PLAY, THE SUCKIES WERE ALWAYS GONE BY THE END OF THE DAY. THINK OF YOUR GRANDSON WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS, TAYLOR LIVES ON TO TELL YOUR TALES. NEVER A COMPLAINT, ALWAYS A SMILE, KEPT OUR SPIRITS ALIVE FOR QUITE A WHILE. WHEN OTHERS ASKED, HOW DO YOU FEEL? YOU REPLIED, NOT TOO BAD, IT'LL HEAL. NOW TO LEAVE YOU WITH OUR LOVE AND LAST FEW WORDS, WE KNOW WE'RE SOMETIMES QUIET, BUT OUR LOVE IS ALWAYS HEARD. A VERY SPECIAL PERSON HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY, YOU'VE TOUCHED ALL OF OUR LIVES IN SOME SPECIAL WAY. AS WE GATHER TOGETHER TO SAY OUR FINAL GOODBYE, WE PAY TRIBUTE TO ONE HELL OF A GUY. WE'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU... THOMAS C. MCCOY 1945-2006 KFN |