I remember the smell of you
and the circles your pipe made
as you climbed the stairs
creating a halo above you
I remember waffle mornings
and "good morning, america, how are ya"
and the world's greatest breakfast
and your joy among all of us
I remember your dives into Lake Huron
jumping up with a splash
and shouting to me
This is how you know you're alive
I remember the tight embrace
that only a father can give
when I was down or defeated
or just needed your arms around me
I remember your oldies sessions
with the stereo on high
dancing wooly bully on the porch
as the sun set over Lake Huron
This day I remember you
all the things that made you you
and celebrate your life
with all the joy you taught me
Happy Father's Day, Dad
5 comments:
i love it sarah. i LOVE it. thanks for sharing this.
Sarah, thank you for sharing your heart with us. What a beautiful poem.
sarah...
thank you for sharing that with us.
Sarah, I am teary! That was so beautiful and sweet. What a tribute.
oh my, that was the sweatest thing, sarah. brought tears to my eyes.
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