Open the doors
To the room
Of all whiteLook at the faces
Known so dearly
Start to walk
Slowly
Others are standing
Onspecial at the end
Of the isle
Walk with dad,
Fauther if you must
And many othersStand with tears
Of joy rolling down
Their faces
Off their cheeks
Keep walking
Keep smiling
So Stuned
Can not stop either
Dad shall go
To the side
He must
So the love
Of my life
Can take my hand
To hold
Always & forever
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