Your Fathers Time Has Come To Go
Your father's time has come to go,
Now that God has beckoned him so,
The door of life has opened wide,
To let him through and pass inside.
Who are we to say,
When and where we go?
It is not for us to choose,
Who we love or who we lose.
Before you shed a painful tear,
Whisper in his waiting ear,
"Farewell, my darling Dad,
Farewell, for all the love we've had."