Did I Telll Him?

I wonder if I told him,
Do you think he really knew
How much his daughter loved him
Ere I bade him sad adieu?

Did I take his sacrifice for granted?
Lay his love upon the shelf?
Thinking not of what he'd done for me
But only of selfish self?

Heavenly Father will you find him?
Will you seek him ut up there?
Will you tell how much I loved him
And will forever care?

On this earth, Dear Heavenly Father,
He was second unto none,
And I just can't wait to tell him
Until my race down here is run.

Do you think he reallly knew it,
When I left those words unsaid
That each night I thanked You for him,
On my knees beside my bed?

So to you, each well loved daughter
And each proud and manly son,
Don't forget to thank your parents
For the good things they have done.

Just go and tell them, now today
Before it is too late.
It is hard to send your words of thanks
Up through that golden gate.

By: Joyce Johnson

For Raul Moreno's contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dietrich Avatar
January 22, 2012 at 10:25 PM
I decided to come back to your oldies to tell you something about my sonnet with the twelve commas and was surprised to see I had already commented to almost all the poems way back on your page 18!! anyway, this is wonderful one here. And about my sonnet. I looked in my sonnet book and started counting one with lots of commas. I only had to fit one more in to make that particular one fit the bill. heehee. I just can't keep up with the contests without doing that kind of stuff sometimes!
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January 12, 2010 at 8:48 AM
Very emotionally expressive write that should be in the winner's circle. Good luck. Keep the creative pen flowing. I was adopted and my father got sick when he was in his sixties not yet seventy. I prayed Lord let him live long enough that I can thank him for his gift to me of a Christian Home. He lived thirty more years over twice the amount that I lived at home. God was good to let me care for them in their old age. Sara
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January 5, 2010 at 11:38 PM
Thank you for your welcome blog comments Joyce Enjoy your wel ldeserved prize.Rgds Brian
Richards Avatar
January 5, 2010 at 8:21 AM
This is so lovely, Joyce, and so heart moving. I do believe he knew....someone that is loved this much, must have known. Best wishes in the contest, Joyce. Love, Carrie
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