A little girl stared out the window
As snowflakes fell upon the ground.
Her Daddy had gone to be with Jesus
He would no longer be around.
You see on every Christmas eve
As snowflakes fell upon the ground.
Her Daddy had gone to be with Jesus
He would no longer be around.
You see on every Christmas eve
He would sit her on his knees
And read the Christmas story
Of how Christmas came to be.
Each night he would carry
And tuck her into bed
And place a gentle kiss
Upon her sleepy head.
And she never forgot
These words that he prayed...
Dear Lord, please watch over her
And never leave her side.
And when she’s sad and lonely
Hold her close, in her abide.
Let a star shine brightly so
That she will always know
I’m in the heavens watching her
Wherever she may go.
The little girl looked up
And she saw a star so bright
And she knew that her Daddy
Was watching over her this night
She said God bless you Daddy
And blew a kiss his way.
Please say Happy Birthday to Jesus
And Daddy…. I’ll be okay.
Written By: Lorie A. Yocum © 2006-2009
All Rights Reserved. Used With Permission Only
And read the Christmas story
Of how Christmas came to be.
Each night he would carry
And tuck her into bed
And place a gentle kiss
Upon her sleepy head.
And she never forgot
These words that he prayed...
Dear Lord, please watch over her
And never leave her side.
And when she’s sad and lonely
Hold her close, in her abide.
Let a star shine brightly so
That she will always know
I’m in the heavens watching her
Wherever she may go.
The little girl looked up
And she saw a star so bright
And she knew that her Daddy
Was watching over her this night
She said God bless you Daddy
And blew a kiss his way.
Please say Happy Birthday to Jesus
And Daddy…. I’ll be okay.
Written By: Lorie A. Yocum © 2006-2009
All Rights Reserved. Used With Permission Only
Dedicated to my Dad, who is now with the Lord. I miss him so much but more so during the holidays, he always decorated our family Christmas tree as far back as I can remember. I can still see him carefully placing each ornament in just the right places, he was the male version of Martha Stewart (smiles). I now carry on his spirit of creativeness, decorating, and poetry.
20 comments:
I am sorry that you have lost your dad. On December 19 it will be 10 years since my step-children lost their mum. It's hard at this time of year to be without the ones we love.
I miss my Dad so much too. I keep wondering when I will get over it. I'm sorry you miss your Father too.
Lovely poem, great post.
cindy
This was a lovely poem. I'm glad you have such wonderful memories of your daddy. Blessings, Debbie
I know exactly how you feel. My father passed away over 3 years ago. I miss him too. I was "Daddy Girl" and I keep those memories near to my heart.
God Bless you!
Yoli :)
This post makes me think of my grandfather who raised me. My biological father still lives, but Papa was the one who I shared all those "daddy" moments with.
Thank you for bringing back those sweet memories!
Blessings, andrea
Ok, so now I am weeping along with you! That was a beautiful poem. I know the feeling of not having parents around during the holidays. My own parents are gone to the Lord, but it does not make my heart ache any less. I miss them both so much. Wishing you peace and tranquility this Christmas Season. May you experience the love of the Lord especially during your lonely times. Like that star, your dad is smiling down at you and is present within your heart.
What a beautiful tribute to your dad. It is wonderful to see that he lives on in your heart and memories.
Blessings,
Kim
That is so sweet, Lorie. I think it would be a good children's book. Love and Hugs, dear sister ~
What beautiful memories you have of your dad.Your poem is very beautiful.
God Bless,
Ginger
Sister, your precious post had brought tears to my eyes, for my own earthly father passed away, too on Dec.2007. I miss him so much! But those tears became tears of joy for I was reminded by your words "Let a star shine brightly so
That she will always know
I’m in the heavens watching her
Wherever she may go..." that he is indeed in His Kingdom and how comforting to know that now, I have two watching me from above: my daddy and my DADDY! Blessings.
Lorie, I'm so sorry you no longer have your daddy her on earth. You wrote a beautiful dedication poem. May God be with you and that you feel His presence during those sad moments. Hugs from Kathi
Hi Lorie,
What a beautiful tribute! Very touching! I miss my Daddy too! He always made Christmas so much fun and it is because of him that I decorate the way I do. I have carried on his tradition. The love of the Saviour and the gift He gave to us, and family; that's what Christmas is all about. God bless you Lorie, and I pray He comforts your heart in your times of lonliness.
Blessings and hugs,
Sandi
Beautiful and touching. Thank you.
What a beautiful poem. You are blessed to have had a father like that. I loved my father dearly, but he never became a Christian. It is one of the sorrows of my life. Thank you for sharing your heart.
Blessings,
Charlotte
Beautiful tribute to your Daddy, through poetry that you inheirted from him. May God be with you this year and give you a blessed Christmas and may that star shine brighter than ever.
Luv u,
AliceE.
Hey Lorie,
Your Dad must have been wonderful.
Thankyou for sharing him with us.
I know what you mean about missing them even more during holidays. So many memories keep coming back.
I'm sending you a big bear hug.
Holykisses xoxo
Such a poignant tribute. Beautiful.
This will be my first Christmas without my Dad as he suddenly passed away on May 26th. I made it through Thanksgiving but Christmas is going to be harder on me since my whole entire family gets together and when I don't hear my father's voice, my father's laughter and when I look over at where he would normally sit he will not be there. I miss my Dad more and more every day but to know he will be spending Christmas in Heaven warms this heart of mine. Beautiful poem!
Oh pooh, I hate trying to read when crying. I love the poem. What a wonderful sentiment. I know what you mean about missing your dad. My father passed away in Dec. of 2001 and not a day goes by that I don't wish I could call him and chat.
Thanks for sharing the lovely poem.
Rose
That was absolutely beautiful. What a precious bond between a father and daughter. It is a good reminder to the rest of us to take time nurturing that relationship with our dads while they are with us, and not to take a moment with them for granted.
Rachel
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