Think of Greg     Jan. 25th 1981 - Sept.15th 2001 This web site is dedicated to the memory of Greg Singleton, Milford, Ohio, USA Poem by Cheryl Costello-Forshey Her hair up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called, a student from the class To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare Each of them were searching, for a man that wasn't there "Where's her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out "She probably doesn't have one." Another student dared to shout And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say "Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day." The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique "My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away But I know he wishes he could be, with me on this day And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike He surprised me with pink roses, and he taught me to fly a kite We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing all alone 'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart" With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life Doing what was best for her, doing what was right And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud "I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star And if he could he'd be here, but heavens just too far But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away" And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side "I know you're with me daddy." To the silence she called out And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining bright star And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far. Home   A Letter From Betty   Daddy and Me   Danielle and Greg   Decal Page   Family & Friends 1   Family & Friends 2   Greg 1   Greg 2   Greg and Friends   Greg's Birthday 2002 Pics 1   Greg's Birthday 2002 Pics 2   Guestbook   Hailey and Daddy   Links   Memories 1   Memories 2   Memorial 2002 Pics   Memory Lane   Message Board   Mullet Hunter   Pictures by Greg   Somewhere   Suicide Loss Information   Superman   Tattoo   Trust Fund   Young Greg   Please send site inquires to Greg's cousin, Nancy. © ThinkofGreg.net, All Rights Reserved.