Poem -
Dad
Dad in the ground
There is not even a sound
Up to his chin he is
The days of sin were his
He lays in worms and wood
That cannot be understood
The clock ticked over too fast
For the man with a past
A man of infinite love
With peace he rests above
Dig into the dirt today
Bring out the book to pray for
Dad in the ground
There is not even a sound
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Jai!!.... this is beautifully crafted brother!!....I can tell some thought went into this piece...... and rightfully so......I am not looking forward to the day I write one for my father!!...... this is excellent my friend!!.....I like the repetition of the opening lines at the end!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo ???✳✳♥♥
My dad still alive Tony don’t worry
but days are close with old age
and illness; makes me sad.
Thank you ?
Like you my dad is still with me, Jai. But he's 80 and battling stage 2 diabetes and Alzheimer's Disease.
He has been conveying his life to me over the telephone and made me promise to write his memoirs after he's gone.
I've learned a lot of things about my dad I'd never known before in doing so.
I consider that a great honor.
Here's hoping you and your father have many more good years together.
~Dean ツ
Here’s hoping!
Not easy for you and your dad
thank you Dean.
those memoirs will be unique and
very interesting;
thank you Jai:)
You're welcome. ツ