Sorciere Posted June 15, 2003 Report Posted June 15, 2003 I sat and brushed the grass with my hands Looking up I saw a man and boy walking past me I smiled politely as they strolled by And watched them fade into the shimmer of the hazy day I swept the stone that sat before me A little girl ran past chasing a white butterfly No more than a toddler, maybe two Her breathless father ran close behind her calling out I smurked to myself recalling times When my father would chase me chasing the butterfly How I would think I ran so very fast That no one could catch me, not even the racing wind He always did reach me in the end As all loving fathers do, waiting for the moment When I’m ready to be taken up, Into his loving arms and tickled into defeat I lifted myself up off the ground Brushing down my clothes, still a smile on my face beaming I take one last look at his headstone “Happy Father’s Day Dad, thankyou for loving me so.”
Parmenion Posted June 15, 2003 Report Posted June 15, 2003 I'm sure you've made him very proud hun. I enjoyed this dedication, I know how much he meant to you
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