Harry A. Lanham 3/20/1940 - 9/24/2015

Harry A. Lanham

3/20/1940 - 9/24/2015

It can happen at any moment

Without reason or rhyme

It might be right around the corner

Or it'll come up from behind

A picture that I thought would fade

That I still clearly see

When the thought of you catches up with me

It can happen on a Sunday drive

The sky above a shade of blue

Then you come into view

Mile after mile goes by

But you're all I see

When the thought of you catches up with me

It can happen in the dead of night

Or any day of the week

Sometimes you'll come find me

When I'm in bed asleep

And I'll have that dream about you

And I sure love what I see

When the thought of you catches up with me

You're one of the people

I never asked for from God,

but still He gave you to me.

I asked Him why, He said "Because he can fill

Your life like no one else can."

Miss you.

Love you always and forever,

Jan