Those pictures I said I might share of my daddy . Today he would have been 94 .
Such a loving, humble, kind person. A husband, a daddy, a friend, a brother & a granddaddy. He was a great man.

Just a NOTE.
My Daddy would be 94 today. He was a wonderful man. Mother and I miss him so much. If only he knew how much he was loved and missed.
Later, this day I’ll share some photos and perhaps a special something.
Miss you daddy. Wish I could hold your hand and hug you tight.

Dear God
I hear the angels cry
They’re weeping tears
Are sad
Babies dead
Why
Dear God
I hear the angels cry
Ones we love
Cradle the body
Lifeless now are they
They’re weeping tears
Are sad
Babies dead
Why
Dear God
I hear the angles cry
Deborah Register©2006
3.28.95
**This was from a feeling a felt while in Texas on the border, leaving and going back home to Florida … A few days later: April, 19th; was the Oklahoma City Bombing.
Remember the Child being held in the arms … and those children lost?


Mom and I were on my cousins’s boat in Virginia … 1980’s
The Other picture is one taken probably 1984 ?
In other words .. a lot of years ago!
It sure makes you stop and think and be grateful for the life you have now.
BEING ALIVE.
Beyond his years . This Young Speaker will go places.
Click on the link below and take a listen.
Speaker: KING NAHH
White Darkness
Around you, are dark shadows in the night.
You are aware of the stillness in the air, but, not understanding the calming peace coming within you.
But a fright, the darkness of the shadows,
and its hold of:
The unknown…
The unseen.
Relax – as in a white room with no way of escape, but a reason for being; such a calming peace, from the dark shadows; and clothed; as the day of one’s birth.
Darkness around, but yet the feeling of fresh a new reason. To find solitude – not fright – but inner peace of white, the stillness in the air; and the calming peace. Relaxed you feel safe from harm.
It’s Death.
Acceptance of a new beginning,
or perhaps just an end.
Certainly a change – destiny.
No longer to be faced with fright of the dark shadows. But to find final peace within oneself.
As the stillness of the air, the white rooms’ serenity brings a calming welcome end.
An understanding of the darkness, the shadows,
to become white calming hope of life’s final purpose on earth
Death; Life.
Deborah Register
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