Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day







I hope you are celebrating Father's Day whether he be a king or a clown, or something in between . . .
There is a day set aside/to honor dad, it's true/he earns a weekly wage/to keep his family/warm and safe/and buy the groceries too.
Sometimes he hardly knows/what is right or wrong/but does his best/to be right there for you.
Other dad's who renege/ have no time for you/ wrapped up in their fears/and don't know what to do.
They stay away/and pretend their happiness is well/ but in their hearts/ they know they're wrong/and wish they could break the spell/
so on this day/his special day/ each child must really think/ about the man/ who has spent his life/ making life so good or bad/ and take the time to pray for him/ so he can find his way/ to be the very best dad/ today and every day.
If you are old, like me, your dad has been gone on to his just reward for many, many years but not out of your mind and heart. For my first sixteen years there was a tall, slender man bent with age, gnarled fingers of a man who works the soil ,and that he did, with love and devotion that brought a sixty-by one hundred city lot into a show piece of the neighborhood. A man the neighbors set their clock by as he walked to work every morning at five a.m., and if they were lucky to be invited inside his home he would wind his clock at nine p.m. and tell you the hours before midnight were the best of all. His sea blue eyes sparkled with love and kindness and his promise to take me to Sweden to meet his family on my sixteenth birthday proved to be only a dream as his time had come much too soon leaving me with a heart filled with memories that have never lost their luster. Happy Father's Day Pa.
So today, I hope you have your father to hug, to love, to wish a bright and beautiful day, hopefully with you in tow bringing him love and hugs no matter what . . . it is just a great day to celebrate. Go . . . don't waste time, and if you cannot 'be there' for heavens sake call and say the words . . . I Love You . . . they cannot hurt and sometimes they can only heal. If he is untouchable, unreachable then know that a candle will brighten your day and appease a sorry soul that needs a blessing in his life . . . make it you. Nobody is perfect . . . well, let me clarify that . . . except ME!!!! Hugs to all.

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