First Fathers Day without my Dad

Is the saddest day Iíve ever had

 

Used to be Iíd worry what to get him

Now I worry least Iíll forget him

 

Always a strong presence in my life

Even when I had become a wife

 

There with a smile through all the days

 Celebrating life and the grandchildren phase

 

When he became ill I could not believe

That my dear Dad would ever leave

 

But death draws all down itsí merciless path

Despite the families anguished wrath

 

Now I canít get him a shirt or a tie

No more sentimental cards will I buy

 

These special days will come and go

And in my heart and soul I know

 

Iíll best preserve his memory

By being the best that I can be

Thatís just what heíd expect from me!

 

Patricia Ann Porter ♥ June 15, 2003

 



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