I Wonder

I wonder can you hear me?
Do you know when I am sad
I often think about you,
You're my Father, my friend, 
My Dad.

I think about your laughter
The good times and the bad.
But most of all I think about
the fun we use to have.

I remember how you sang us all to
sleep sometimes at night.
And how you'd say "Behave yourself,
be good, and please don't fight."

I wonder do you know that your
Grand-daughter is all grown.
And that she has a baby now
A daughter of her own.

They say she has her mothers smile
And has her fathers toes.  But Dad
I swear I see you in her eyes above
her nose.

She'll never know the man I knew
And never feel your touch.
But I tell her all your stories Dad,
she seems to like a bunch.

I wish she could have meant you
Just to feel the way we do.  The love
And understanding came so easily
to you.

I'm glad we had this time to talk
And Dad before I'm through, 
I want to say how you are missed
And how much I love you......
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
September 27, 2011 at 3:11 PM
Congratulations on having your poetry featured this week Shar. Love, Carol
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September 26, 2011 at 8:41 PM
Congrats Sharon on this very touching poem being featured. Vince
Sweetheart Avatar
September 26, 2011 at 12:17 AM
Congrats Shar on featured poem this week on PS.. wonderful write to share with luv..my friend..
Fraser Avatar
October 5, 2010 at 2:22 PM
I bet he was quite a guy Sharon. Nice tribute to your father >> James
Guzzi Avatar
April 2, 2010 at 2:30 PM
just wonderful and I'm sure he new how much you loved him! Light & Love
Kendrick Avatar
April 2, 2010 at 2:05 PM
Great write in tribute to your father...You will keep his memory alive by telling the memories to your child...If you have pictures or family movies that will help also...I was adopted and I say I can see my father in my grandson...no biological kin..Sara
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