In Memory of Joe (Indian) Diabo
Last updated 7/27/2011 at Noon
It has been 10 years and not one day goes by that you are not missed or loved.
Always and Forever in our Hearts
Love You!
Betty Sue, Lacy, Revel, and all your Friends and Family
Daddy’s Boy
When I was young my daddy died, all I remember is that I cried.
I do remember that it was hard on my mom all she could do is sit and sob.
My dad was a wonderful man he was really good with his hands.
Sometimes I wish he wouldn’t have died, but when I do I always cry.
Now he’s in a better place with my prayers and God’s grace.
As I write this poem I’m shedding tears because it’s been so many years.
He treated my mom very good just like every other man should.
He made me who I am today and that’s all I have to say.
Written by: Revel Kahnawiio Diabo
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