Daddy
To walk with you
holding hands
lifted by the strength
of your love
To dance with you
on top of your shoes
lifted by the strength
in your pinky fingers
To learn from you
filling your shoes one day
lifted by the strength
of your legacy
Patricia Spreng
Joining today with d’Verse Poetics to honor the memory of all the victims of 9/11
Ever so gently, carefully .. instead of reliving the atrocity, describing the carnage, or abhoring the evil that led to such an act ... I simply felt drawn to the loss within the home after losing a beloved.
Ever so gently, carefully .. instead of reliving the atrocity, describing the carnage, or abhoring the evil that led to such an act ... I simply felt drawn to the loss within the home after losing a beloved.
especially the second stanza paints such a vivid and intimate picture pat..dancing on the shoes of the father..i never did but sounds magically and brings tears to my eyes
ReplyDeletefelt for sure...the dancing on shoes got me...and this made me think of the loss of my MIL...you got me...tears...
ReplyDeleteThis one brought tears. I think it's going to be an emotional day.
ReplyDeleteIntimate and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love the beautiful memories...yes, these iamges I would also like to remember ~
ReplyDeleteIt was so individual. Enjoyed the fresh viewpoint.
ReplyDeleteAs the father of a beautiful daughter, this poem moved me deeply.
ReplyDeleteDavid
this is stunningly simple - refreshingly so - i absorbed every word and thankyou for the poem stripped back beauty
ReplyDeleteThis is very lovely. Thanks so much for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteEvoked such feeling through every word, very nicely written, great job!
ReplyDeletePat, this was a beautiful (but sad) way to approach the subject. Tragedies such as 911 affect so many more than the immediate victims of the event.
ReplyDeleteMy penny thoughts are tenderly wrapping around this beautiful poem, Patricia. I lost my Daddy 61 years ago, this coming 9/18. I was but 12. I loved to dance on his feet, always feeling so loved and cherished. I am so grateful that God is my Abba now and will let me dance on His feet. Thank you for gently expressing the beauty of this relationship, the love and the hope that dwelled there.
ReplyDeleteCaring through Christ, ~ linda
I read this earlier and had no words ... I still don't.
ReplyDeleteEver so gently, ever so carefully, you did. You reached right in and melted my mama heart.
ReplyDeleteThis is so touching, and that image of the dancing shoes grabs my heart.
ReplyDeletegentle and touching point of view ~ Rose
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