...once a week poetry treat for the young and the young at heart...
Sweet poem, Bridget!
Thank you, Jama! Dad's are awesome! =)
That pretty much sums it up, doesn't it? Dad's have a pretty important job description. :)
Your sweet poem makes me miss my dad. And ache for the kids, like my own (adopted from the foster care system) who have never had that relationship.
Hooray for all the dads who live up to your poem!
Thanks, Michelle! Yes, Dad's have big shoes to fill - figuratively and literally. =)
I'm sorry you miss your dad, Carol. My dad passed away +25 years ago and the missing doesn't go away. And I'm sorry for your kids - hopefully they have other strong male role models in their lives. =)
Thanks, Mary Lee! Those dad's who do are true gems. =)
You captured the best of dads so beautifully, Bridget! (It certainly takes a lot of bravery to parent all of us young women/dreamer-poets to adulthood!) My dad was so very patient. And FUNNY!
And this is true in new ways as our dad age and shrink and forget. Thanks, Bridget!
Thanks, Keri! Your dad sounds wonderful! =)
Yes, Heidi, things change in the parent/child dynamic when our parents age. Thanks for stopping by! =)