To Dad

Happy birthday, dad. I'm proud of you. Because you taught and followed through I hurt inside. A bitter youth, fighting fear and seeking truth. You let me be a self-styled man. Although you guided,I often ran. Ran,not to your arms but far away, not to return till end of day. That day's no more. I want to be a closer member of family. The distance may not shrink in miles But, closeness comes from love and smiles.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/24/2019 12:08:00 PM

Resonates totally with me, as if I were reading the story that I bury deep inside my gut, knowing the tears that it will bring should I spill the beans from time...With my father I experienced what you wrote about, and now my oldest son is (probably) experiencing it with me. (Wish I knew if he is...Sigh). At any rate, very poignantly penned, Val. :) gw

Val Jennings
Date: 4/24/2019 12:22:00 PM

Thank you. I learned to love my dad in his golden years.