Father's Day

"If I said the word, “day”,
Nothing special you would say

24 hours that we keep,
Just one of seven that make our week

But if you look deep inside,
That’s  where dreams reside

And opportunities, and a wish,
Memories of those we miss

If we dress up the day with a word before, 
It becomes something special we can’t ignore

A reason for celebration,
Or sincere contemplation 

Of its joy or sorrow,
Commemorating today and not tomorrow 

Or someone or something,
Well worth honoring 

So when I say Fathers Day,
Thoughts and emotions are at play

Remembering fathers and dad’s,
And the impact they had

On you good or bad,
For not all are perfect, it’s sad

The first time to go fishing,
Or to receive the bike you were wishing 

The horse rides on their backs,
Or providing the answer when in need of a fact

The patience they displayed,
Baking the cake that you made

All those moments now, that come to mind,
 Special to you, your personal gold mine

For the memories you hold,
Are gifts of love to behold

Nurtured from that moment in time,
Just you and your dad, sublime
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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