Story

This song was written by my Grandpa Miller – Carl Miller
He showed me the poem when I visited him for that week.

Several years later my brother was visiting in me in Iowa, and recorded the background vocals.

Lyrics

I’ve missed I’ve missed at last
While shades of disper
gather fast
our hopes are now defeated
I’ve missed I’ve missed at last

The thief on the cross I remember
Never gave up summer was past
Now in deaths chilling December