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Daddy,
I Remember
So
many times I
journey back
to carefree days
of youth,
recalling all
those happy
years
you called me
Baby Ruth.
The childhood
years flew
quickly by,
then I became a
wife --
remember how you
shared my pain
when things all
went awry?
You gave me
shelter as
before
and gently eased
my fear;
I knew somehow
my heart would
heal
because, Dad,
you were near.
You told me once
you'd be with me
as long as you
could stay,
but then one day
the angels came
and took you far
away.
The grass has
grown eleven
years
upon your grave
so still,
but songbirds
sing inside my
heart
and flowers
grace the hill.
Because today I
realize
how richly I was
blessed
to have you for
my loving dad;
you see, you
were the best.
And so I come
with thanks
today
to honor you in
love.
I know deep down
inside my heart
you're watching
from above.
As I kneel here
beside your
tomb,
I want to share
this truth:
Dad, though
I'm way beyond
my prime,
I'm still your
Baby Ruth.
~Copyright
© 1995 Ruth
Gillis~
"Daddy,
I Remember"
was first
published in the
June 1995 issue
of Poet's
Review,
and received a
First Place
Award in the
September/October
2000 issue of Poets
At Work. |
