A Soft White Morn’
A morning like this makes me think of my dad.
He loved the outdoors, he loved his family,
he loved gardens and he treasured old things.
One thing he loved most of all was being Irish.
So it is on soft mornings like this that I think of my dad.
He’s gone on to Heaven now
This is for you dad.
This post is linked with Faded Charm’s