Constance La France Poet Rhyme

Memories of Dad

 
                    each year - a dagger plunges
I shed a sad tear and stare
memories of dad still clear
his voice whispers in my ear

                    gone to soon - the dagger rips 
dad would not want to see gloom
as he waits beyond the moon
hush-  dream of a blue lagoon

                    water, blue -  a swan drifts by 
surrounded by trees of hue
foliage drips wet with dew
now write, write for me and you

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June 21, 2020

Poetry/Rhyme/memories of dad
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All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France

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Jack Horne June 21, 2020 at 2:26 PM beautiful but heartbreaking, my dear friend. i hope you and that cute kitty are doing well x

Silent One June 21, 2020 at 1:36 PM Heartbreaking poem... So sad you lost your dad too soon..

Tom Cunningham June 21, 2020 at 12:38 PM Lovely tribute to your father Constance, I too lost my father, but they live on in your heart and mind. Tom