Father's Day.... Not having had the experience of being one there's a bit of a void in my life. However the years I spent as a teacher make up for some of that. Buried somewhere in the archives here is something I wrote to my Dad a few years back... thought I'd re-post it today...
For you Dad...
I miss you Dad!
I miss your calloused hands that held mine and led me along life’s path,
Your arms that pulled me close to share your strength,
That sideways glance that said, “I’m here if you need me.”
I miss the smell of your after shave in the bathroom each morning,
That smack on the head that said you screwed up – but its okay,
The sound of your laughter that would fill the room,
I miss your grin of acknowledgement of something done well,
Your encouragement to try again after I struck out,
Admitting that you couldn’t have done better when I know you could and had,
I miss the times we talked – man to man,
When you shared your fears with me,
The rare occasions when I could lend my strength to you,
I miss you Dad,
I wish I’d told you a thousand – no – a million times more that I love you!
I wish…
For you Dad...
I miss you Dad!
I miss your calloused hands that held mine and led me along life’s path,
Your arms that pulled me close to share your strength,
That sideways glance that said, “I’m here if you need me.”
I miss the smell of your after shave in the bathroom each morning,
That smack on the head that said you screwed up – but its okay,
The sound of your laughter that would fill the room,
I miss your grin of acknowledgement of something done well,
Your encouragement to try again after I struck out,
Admitting that you couldn’t have done better when I know you could and had,
I miss the times we talked – man to man,
When you shared your fears with me,
The rare occasions when I could lend my strength to you,
I miss you Dad,
I wish I’d told you a thousand – no – a million times more that I love you!
I wish…
