Missing the best Dad in the whole wide world every single day. I loved this photo taken by my Mom in county Cork Ireland in the garden of their cottage in Schull.
He loved the happy life of green things growing
and footprints in the snow
anchored by the most kindest thoughts
and softer days below
He loved the purple over hedge and sea
and where the whitest lilies grow
He kissed the strawberries on cottage hill
and stray bees skimming the river's flow
oft these nights I can see a faint star
flickering before the ocean turns
and I swear I can hear him gathering
with old bird songs from afar
singing...
'the world is wide
wide enough for you and me'
and then everything goes quiet, as before
climbing once more up into heaven.
~ Maddie ~ ❤
This is so beautiful, Maddie. You are such an amazing poet. So true in your heart. Wish I had met your dad. But he lives on in you and beautifully so.
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such a lovely and loving tribute to your wonderful dad.
ReplyDeleteyou allow him to come alive to those of us who never got the chance to meet him.
xx
beautiful poem for a beautiful man. <3
ReplyDeleteYour words bring tears to my eyes. . . poignant portrait. Your mom captured a moment here with her picture. . .there is shining light.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing it all with us, dear Maddie.
~Pamela
Loved this post so much, Maddie. Your Dad looked so interesting and adorable. Wish I had met him.
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