Claire V. Bogdanos

When but a girl I lost my dad

I could not know the gift I had

I watched occasions pass me by

All those precious years time did fly.

Days that he didn’t hold my hand

When my achievements turned out grand

No one there to cushion my fall

And walks we never took at all,

Especially down that long aisle

When dad and daughter cry and smile,

And here am I at my trails end

Still missing him, my next best friend !