AS it’s one of those days when we are TOLD to think of our dads, (AND mums), when we really should bless them and our kids and family EVERY day, as I do, and not just when reminded, I put up my thoughts in a poem from my 4th book…… Gratitude
Thank you mum and dad
For the gifts you bestowed on me,
I’m just sorry it took me so long
The very depth of them to see.
You taught me to count my blessings
Although we were always poor,
But love and happiness prevailed
Of that I was certainly sure.
And though you were not young
At the time that I was born,
You did everything for, and with me
So I could never be forlorn.
I’m told I wasn’t always easy
And could play up like a clown,
But you never worried much
Saying that I would soon calm down.
Mum was taken at only seventy three
Though dad had a much longer life,
Which was quite amazing really
After childhood poverty and strife.
But they had a smiling effervescence
Which carried us across life’s woe,
Thus again I will thank you for this
As it follows wherever I go.
I wish I could talk to you now
To say thanks again for all your care,
And perhaps reflect you would be proud
Of my achievements I want to share.
Like my degree and career I had
That may have been beyond your view,
And now a five times published poet
That I know is all down to you.
So I say to you many thanks again
For the characteristic traits you gave,
That ensure I will be smiling always
Until I’m put down in my grave.
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