He Showed Me How To Listen

I have his eyes, his smile, his sense of humor I can make the sideways glance, but it is not his. My grandson makes it on cue, Taught by the best I used to have his back, mom’s sense of humor I used to watch for him for days at a time. He was a salesman, and a giant in his field. He went from Fuller Brush to selling insurance His Fuller Brush route ladies used to yell their orders As they were leaving for Bible study or a wicked affair. He was jotting down orders right and left. Selling insurance was exactly this kind of easy. He had a smile that lit up a room And he had the gift of love all over the place. He was a mighty man, and I loved him. I still do, but in heavenly form now. He was my Daddy, and he showed me How to listen. Which has been a fantastic gift. One that has given me precious moments. Written: 12-8-2019 Contest: Memorial of a Loved One Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke