I still see your shining eyes, filled up with tears of happiness, of being a part of your England, as you used to say... Six years have passed, dad, and with every day passing, i miss you more and more, wishing for another sight of you, standing in the entrance of my bedroom, waiting for me to play this classic for you... Six years, dad, six years and it seems as if i am speaking to you everyday, face to face... Six years, dad, and the thing that brings me down the most, is that you missed my wedding, and never met your grandkids, my two lovely sons... We will never stop loving you, my dear dad, and we will miss you forever. Mom, Shira Maidlow, me, Elyasaf and Oz-David....
Posted on: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 05:50:33 +0000
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