A Quiet Man * You are Remembered

Poetic Thoughts

I speak to

you sometimes

in those moments

before

sunset

or

sunrise,

I feel your closeness

within the sound

of the wind through

the trees.

~

I miss

your gentle quiet ways,

comfortable with silence;

your words of wisdom,

offered tenderly;

your ever present smile,

my own given in return;

your calm ice blue eyes,

that always saw my soul.

~

I was like an island,

surrounded by an

endless ocean

of love you held

in your heart

for me.

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*Note: I was lucky to have this gentle man as my father.

This is a photo of my Dad at the age of 21 shortly after my parents were married. My Dad is looking directly into the lens he always did that. He looked people straight in the eye never looking away. As I got older I noticed it made people uncomfortable, sometimes they’d look away. I remember asking…

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