"Hanna Rose" by: Randy Boude

[Randy Boude]

In sleep I am dreaming that she wakes me up
And say’s honey I think that it’s time
And three hours later I pass out cigars
To the family waiting in line
To stare through the glass at that little pink hat
And the girl with the crinkled up nose
And I cant hold back all my tears of love
When I look at my sweet Hanna Rose

She’s all prettied up this will be her first dance
In a dress I know she’ll never wear
She can tell that I’m nervous through my shaky hand
Then she tells me dad don’t you be scared
Just wait until ten and I’ll be home again
It’s only a dance but I know
She won’t hear the songs and she won’t sing along
I miss you my sweet Hanna Rose

A young man awaits her that she’ll never see
I’m walking with her down the aisle
She smiles at me and kisses my hand
My sweetheart, my beautiful child
Now there’s a baby she named after me
The child that she won’t get to hold
So many things that she might have done
My darling my sweet Hanna Rose

I’m sleeping and dreaming when she wakes me up
And she wipes the tears from my eyes
I know that you miss her, because I miss her too
But she wouldn’t want us to cry
Shes our little angel and I’m sure that she’s here
Sometimes I just feel her and know
She whispers so softly and tickles my ear
My baby my sweet Hanna Rose