My Father
He was all the things
I wanted to achieve in life
And then some.
How may I give tribute to the man
I miss more than the air I breath?
I could say that he was loved
Or that he was the smartest person I knew,
I could talk about endless lessons
Told and repeated over the years
In his absence.
I think it is important to say
That throughout my life
He was always there.
As a child I would sit with him
And I remember how much
I loved his reading to me,
And oh yes his face,
Those blue eyes
And his dramatic expressions
While telling his story.
We had a bond he and I.
Stronger I think than most perhaps
But then all little girls love there Dad's.
I don't remember him
Ever raising his voice to me
Other than to call for me
To come in while outside playing.
Everyone loved my Dad
And he in turn loved
Everyone and life in general.
He taught all of us so much
Over the years.
Even as a young adult I remember calling him
On several occasions for his input
In one way or another.
He would say...
"Never go to bed angry" and
"Don't cry over material things,
They can always be replaced".
I think out of all the things he taught me
And above all else
That I hold dear.
I miss him saying simply
"I love you"
And of course that was
Accompanied by a big hug.
My father, my friend
My mentor
For all my life.
Oh how I miss him..
Copyright © Sharon Ruebel | Year Posted 2010
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