Memories of a Dad.

I remember in years gone by
I’d sit on your lap as my tears you’d dry,
Cocooned in the safety of your embrace,
Your smile that divided your entire face.
Your eyes like beacons, alive and bright,
You’d hold me close, say I’d be alright,
No-one would hurt me when you were there,
Demons or spiders, come if you dare!
You taught me how to ride my bike,
Did things together you thought I’d like,
Held my hand at the loss of a pet,
Shared tea parties using my toy tea set,
Helped with my homework, taught me to play
Cards and games to keep boredom at bay,
Calomined my spots, cleaned scraped knees,
My life is full of such memories.
Family outings, camping and such,
Oh Dad, I miss you so very much.
It doesn’t have to be a special day
For me to remember you this way.
After all this time, I still feel you close,
How lucky I was, compared to most.
quote dad

note: google image, quote mine.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Memories of a Dad.

  1. Nothing like a real Dad. Well said. Well remembered

  2. scifihammy says:

    Beautifully written. You are right, how ever much we miss our Dad’s at least we had them and all those wonderful memories πŸ™‚

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