By: Brett Carrington

I never thought
              It'd happen to me

                  but it did, yes it did

                        and now we miss him

                         All eight floors
      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