Leanne Barnett Mills

one last camp

For my dad

DAD
you were cast a light to guide your way up to heaven where now you will stay you have now set up your camp one last time. Fishing with angels in the deep blue sea at peace you will be walking on the golden sand with a nice cold beer in your hand. Watching over your family keeping us safe guiding our way our very own fisherman angel you will forever be.

(2013)

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