Wispy and white in the sky so blue
Was an angel I thought that I knew.
Could this be my Marky just floating by
Checking on his old dad from the sky?
The warmth of the sun is taking you away.
Oh how I wish you could stay.
I miss you every day, but what can I do?
Look to the sky for the next time you are in the blue.
Good to see you my son.
Love,
Dad
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