Thank You

Fifteen years ago last Sunday, as she was driving along down the road,

She couldn't wait to graduate, and get out on her own.

But as she turned down the drive, she felt tears prick her eyes,

As she remembered the headstone.

Her memory wouldn't let her forget the father who had given up his life;

All to protect his little girl and wife.

Five days later, at her high school graduation,

She was awarded her diploma, and honours besides.

As she smiled out at the crowd, she looked back on her life.

And suddenly she knew that her daddy was there,

In her heart, with her no mater what, no matter where.

Smiling, she looked up to heaven, laughing through her tears,

As she whispered

Thank you Daddy.

Thank you Daddy, for being here for me,

Thank you Daddy, for helping me through my fears.

Thank you Daddy for tucking me in every night

Thank you Daddy, for giving with all your might

Thank you for loving me for who I am,

Thank you for always keeping me on track

Thank you for being the best Daddy in the world…

Love, your little girl

As the man knelt in front of the cross, watching as innocent blood was shed

He saw the Son of God smile down at him.

He knew he was forgiven, and felt such a joy; he clasped his hands together,

Like he had when he was just a little boy…

Thank You, Father, for being here for me,

Thank You, Father, for helping me through my fears,

Thank You Father, for giving me the courage to make things right.

Thank You Father, for helping me to change,

To become your own with everything I do

Thank You for loving me too…

Love, your son

When I took my first step, you were there.

When I went off to school, you watched, tears in your eyes

While the way has been rough, we've got through,

And I just want to say thank you.

When I graduated from grade eight, you were there beside me,

You helped me open my eyes, and helped me to see,

That the world around me is filled with faith, love and hope

All I have to do is just open up and look…

Thank you Daddy, for helping me through this life,

Thank you Daddy, for teaching me the things I need to know,

Thank you Daddy, for helping me to let go.

I just want to say you mean so much to me,

And I thank God I get the chance to say what I truly mean.

I love you Daddy, and thank you for loving me…

Thank you for loving me…

Thank you Daddy…

Love, your little girl

Theresa wiped away the tears as she struggled to see past the rain on her windshield. It was two days after her father's funeral, and the words she had forgot to say resounded in her mind, reminding her of days long ago and forgotten. Words she had never said threatened to burst from her throat in a confession to his spirit that she had been wrong to argue with him. But something in her refrained from doing so. She hadn't been wrong. He had known that. But for the sake of peace with herself all she wanted was to be forgiven.

"Daddy?" she whispered, not sure if he could hear, "I'm sorry."

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A/n: Song is copyright me. Yes, I wrote it, so I'd appreciate it if nobody uses it, unless they ask permission, thanks. I hope you liked it. Please review! Luv, Becky

Of course, Class of the Titans is owned by Studio B. Even if I had a million dollars, I don't think I could ever own Cott, sadly.