41. On Your Shoulders
I remember the times
You'd flip me onto your shoulder
Freefalling skyward
Taller, older
I remember the times
You'd flip me onto your shoulder
Freefalling skyward
Taller, older
This poem so reminds me of the relationship my Daddy and I had. He had a major surgery in 1971 and because of that and the effects of the anesthesia, his decline began. It took a while for us...
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Fathers, daughters, a timeless bond
Vaster than oceans, tranquil as ponds
My FATHER is gone
I lost my dad 9 months ago now and it is still hard for me to come to terms with the loss. This poem has given me great comfort especially as it is the first Christmas without him.
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Muddy boots and overalls, he stood about six two
He was a country bumpkin; hard work was what he knew
A carpenter, a roofer, a jack of many trades
Countless hours of hard labor with not much time to play
I remember my dad waking me up at 4 o'clock.
Barely getting up with my eyes half shut,
Getting ready and packing up dad's truck,
Hoping to catch some fish down at the dock.
F is for Friendly; with him, fun times I share.
A is for Amazing; his heart is full of compassion and care.
T is for Truthful; his values have helped me stand tall.
H is for Helpful; his generosity is valued by all.
The day will come when it's time to go,
but first there are a few things I would like you to know.
You're the strongest man I ever knew,
and the one I've always looked up to.
Not many people can say
they have a true friend
Someone that stands by your side
and shows devotion with no end
I'm just sitting here thinking about what you mean to me,
Remembering all the things you've done for me.
You've been there for me from the start,
Knowing what to say to keep me from falling apart,
He wasn't faster than a speeding bullet,
but he was quick to come to my defense.
Unable to leap tall buildings,
but could lift my spirits when life didn't make sense.
I know that I'm not perfect, and I'm sure you know that too,
But it means the world to know that I can always talk to you.
I am sure you didn't expect all this when you took me in to stay.
But you still loved me enough that you did it anyway.
There once was a daddy who had only girls.
He was very special indeed.
For as some daddies eternally yearn for a son,
This daddy could not see the need.
As a kid when I watched you walk,
Leaving behind your foot mark,
I leaped and jumped to match that stride,
Never succeeded however hard I tried.
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Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
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To a dad who is terrific,
To a dad who's real neat,
To a dad who makes the best of things,
Even when they're not so sweet!
Being a father to a son
brings a man's heart so much joy.
You can't imagine your world
without this wonderful little boy.
Although you're not my birth dad,
You've loved me since I was small,
The road has not always been easy.
You are the one who held me tight,
Rocked my cradle all through night,
Cuddled me dearly when I was in fright.
Oh Pa, you will always be my shining knight.
Brightly-lit eyes speak to me,
Of all that your little heart wants to be.
With lots of excitement and warm tenderness
Come hold my hand, my darling princess.
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Old women say that men don't know
The pain through which all mothers go,
And maybe that is true, and yet
I vow I never shall forget
Socks glide across the kitchen floor,
Arms spin me around once more.
Best time I ever had,
Was dancing with my Dad.