Gone

I walked a mile with pleasure,
She chattered all the way.
I was left none the wiser,
for all she had to say.

I walked a mile with sorrow,
and never a word said she;
But, oh the things I learned from her
when sorrow walked with me.

I walked a mile with happiness,
blessed to know I could;
And never a day goes by when
sorrow was how I stood.

I walk today and for ever more,
missing you and my life will never be the same.
But as I wake day to day with each new
rising sun; I know you will be right here
in my heart, even when the day is done.

My tears will beckon at my door at times I will not know;
but when they do I will walk with them and let them flow,
I'll never push them away.
They may be tears of pleasure, memories of you and me, perhaps a lil' sorrow mixed joyfully.
And I will walk with them till we are together again someday. 

How is it up there in heaven Dad?