"If I could get another chance
Another dance with him...
I´d play a song that would never ever end
How I´d love love love
To dance with my father again!"
This blog is dedicated to my dad, who´s always gonna be the sunshine in my hair, the whisper in the wind, my imaginary friend, the beat in my heart, the singing nightingale, the moonlight shining down, the rustle of the leaves, the lonesome snowflake...I miss you more than words can explain. You´re in my dreams and prayers every night!
Denise from Brazil :-)
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“I don´t like the memories because the tears come easily, and once again I break my promise to myself for this day - it´s a constant battle, a war between remembering and forgetting.”