Tag: poetry

  • Father’s Day, 2013

    Happy Father’s Day to every father, and for the men not yet fathers, may you one day know the joy of comforting a tiny part of you as your own child lies within your cradling arms.

    My Father’s day began poorly, but has since improved. I’m working on a blog post about Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and while that is in progress, for publication later today, I thought I’d share my Father’s Day gifts with any who care to read them.

    My favorite eldest daughter, Tamryn, mother of our only grandchild, Eden, is engaged in making her husband’s Father’s Day the special day it should be, yet she still took time to text me a Father’s Day wish. “A text”, you say?  Yes, and special it is, because like me, Tamryn doesn’t embrace texting as a preferred form of communication – which makes a text from her, well… special.

    From my favorite middle daughter, Dannielle.

    @CGAyling He’s brilliant, witty (at least he thinks so), selfless, an amazing author and everything he does is for his family. Iloveyou Dad!

    My favorite, and only, son is away at a wrestling camp, however he wished me Happy Father’s Day before he left yesterday, along with a hug, gratefully received.

    From my favorite youngest daughter, Julia, I received a haiku – her first ever and all the more special for that, along with a poem. I reproduce them both, below.

    Julia’s Haiku

    As well as samurai
    I write this haiku today
    For the din of man.
    ~

    Julia’s Poem

    Father father

    Father father hear my cry,
    A cry that bears resemblance to yours.
    A cry that shows we care and that we love too strongly,
    the cry of the bull headed manner we use.

    Father father see my scratches and battle scars,
    These show my efforts to change a stone world,
    and scratch at my very being.

    Father father I see your weather worn face.
    I see the spark that Has gone out in your eyes,
    This must once have been a roaring fire.

    Father father I now know that you simply survive
    but father father I will live on in your name
    and I will hold close to me what is dear to you.

    And for that Father Father
    I thank you.

    ~

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