No word captures you except as you were,
spring, summer, fall, winters
of your life, and our lives -
busy, alive.
You hummed, whistled, softly sang,
caring, doing, after so much digging,
plowing, sowing, praying.
I know so much of you
from how you were with me, one
of my creators.
Your collection of ribbons,
nails, scraps, screws -
things with purpose
still unknown.
What a man leaves -
a worn billfold, a wedding ring,
old watch
hold such memory, artifacts
of days, of love,
of time gone by.
Those were the days, he'd say.
Now, home.
8 comments:
So sorry to hear of your Dad's passing. He was a great man.
Jim
Thanks, JJE. I appreciate your acknowledgement (as I know Dad would).
ME, I'm so sorry about your dad. He was so kind to me. I hope you are doing OK. It's been a winter of loss hasn't it?
Hi ME,
Thinking of you and your family. Your dad was such a sweet man, always patient with all of us that passed some time in the Martin household. much love,
K. Casey
ME,
Uncle Henry (and your mother as well) hold a special place in my heart. Memories of them and my years at Hillcrest are very special, too.
God Bless,
Carol Mills Shanks
Thank you all for your comments. I really appreciate your taking time to write. As Dad said to me so many times, "precious memories." :)
ME..just wanted to say how much I have been enjoying you sharing your thoughts of/times with your family, your Dad, these last months on your blog. Today, I'm sorry...for you and your family...to read of his passing. I wish you much love and happiness in your memories.
What a precious Poem. Thank you. Siona drew my attention to your blog by cross posting this beautiful poem to http://groups.gaia.com/passing/discussions/view/416393
- thank you for giving her permission to do this - thus sharing your post further. Losing a parent is an enormous experience in our lives. Your love for him shines so strongly here - as does his love for you. Holding you in my heart at this sacred time of your father's passing. Much love
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