Quilt Row 4-Square 3-Gordon

Row 4

Square 3


On May 8, 1995, it was the day my Daddy died;

My heart was broken so I cried and cried.

Daddy had a smile that shone like a star;

Daddy took me everywhere, even fox hunting with his old dog J.R.

We built a campfire and he told me to be very quiet;

So we could hear J.R. and the other dogs chasing a fox that night.

Gathered around the campfire was Uncle Buddy, Houston, Daddy and me;

I was snuggled in my Daddy’s arms so I was as happy as could be.

So I’ll live my life for Jesus and this is my plan;

To be with Daddy in Jesus’ promised land.

Your one and only Daughter,

Jordan Nicole