take my hand...
come with me to a magical place
no anger lies here
no pain or sorrow
come with me to my comfort
you will never be turned away
for my Camelot welcomes all who enters
I dedicate this page to the
memory of my father
who passed away
June 30, 1998.
I miss you dad.
And to all my friends
that helped me get
through the hardest
time in my life.
I love you all dearly.
I designed as a gift to my friends
God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be,
So he put His arms around you
and whispered "Come to Me."
With tearful eyes we watched you,
and saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly,
we could not make you stay.
A Golden Heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
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I have talked to him about my dad and
he has used my memories in this poem.
Thank you Dale!
As a young girl growing up
I have fond memories of dad
The many jokes he used to tell
And the good times we always had
I remember dressing up
It was his clothes I would wear
Suspenders and baggy pants
I was the clown without a care
Steamed clams he would eat
More than anyone you know
And it seemed once every year
Off to the fair we would go
I remember wondering
If I ever made him proud,
Deep inside I knew he loved me
Some things he just couldn't say out loud
Then I went back to college
And when graduation came
I invited mom and dad to attend
On the presidents list was my name
It was then that I knew for sure
The pride was gleaming in his eye
I could hardly contain myself
As I watched my daddy cry
It's been just a short year
Since he suddenly passed away
I have visions of him now
Seems he's with me more each day
The memories I'll always have
Like when he used to give me a whirl
I'd give him a hug and kiss
I'll always be daddy's little girl
© Dale Whipple 6/5/99
Do not judge me by my outer appearance.
But look deep into my soul.
For it is there that you will see who I am.
Our bodies are but cases
that protects our heart from physical pain.
But it cannot protect us from words.
Think before you speak words that
will cause a heart to hurt.
And if you love someone,
surround that heart gently with caring.
A loving heart is given completely,
in trust and faith
that it will be guarded for all time.
~~April 5, 1999 by Robin T (me)~~