By: Brett Carrington

I never thought
              It'd happen to me

                  but it did, yes it did

                        and now we miss him

                        F
                         All eight floors
                          L
                           L
                            I
                             N
      Too late to say Goodbye

        he had to go
                 he had to leave

                                 and now he's missed

                       My father, my pride
                       A victim of sucide

Dedicated to: My father: David H. Carrington -- God Bless

 

Copyright(C) 1998 by Brett Carrington