Most of the people that are very close to me have fathers that have passed away. Something just told me to speak on it. However, not being in that particular situation myself, I didn't think I could do it justice. I felt, though, that maybe it was meant for me to speak on it, so I am. I just hope those that this speaks to do not feel that I have disgraced them or their fathers in any way. I said a prayer before I wrote this and asked that God flow through me as I put these words up.
Oh daddy, there's so much to say in so little time
Every time I try to bring it up, visions of you return
The way you held me, things you said that made me smile
Your tender touch, making me paramount in your life
My head pressed against your heartbeat, I knew you well
From your many vocal tones to the smell of your cologne
Role model, confidant, friend, and my symbol of le male
You taught me the level of man I am worth having
I know what a man is and what a man should be
Never selling me short, I grew as your precious princess
You knew me better than any man ever will, we bonded
Instilling faith, respect, positivity, and sense in me
Loving you thru hating you for not letting me have my way
I always found myself in you, seeing why I am how I am
But just as I followed your orders, your Father called you
Leaving me to go home, as Earth's streetlight came on
Even though you're home, you won't get far from me
Your presence remains encapsulated in my heart
And I promise you this; your legacy will live on
Through the life and times of the child you brought here
I see you in the many wonderful things in my life
You are my vibrant colors, the sweetest drink on my lips
You are my good days, my smile, the sun in my life
You are the effervescence in my spirit, my optimism
You are my blessing and my best friend, but most of all
You are ME, when I'm up, when I'm down, when I just am
Your mark on my life will shine upon all that I see
And I love you for that, daddy, muah.
I gotta say, that although I still have my father with me, this poem made me cry. I thank these men for what they have done, and for the wonderful people they have touched. While I was never able to meet any of them, I honor them. God bless you all.
-B
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