Today is that day,
That day twenty eight years ago,
That day when my Dad died.
One of Nature’s gentlemen
And a very gentle man.
He brought respect to me,
And showed me the polite way in life,
Nothing was forced on me.
Apart from being Father and Son
We were very good friends.
But the most important thing,
The most important thing he gave me
Was my love of music,
Because of him I have listened,
Listened to music ALL my life.
My appreciation of music is unbounded
Sometimes when I am listening to music
He is sitting next to me.
I often think of him,
And many times when I look in a mirror
I see my Dad.
So thank you Dad,
Thank you for all you did for me,
My appreciation even at my time of life
Remains unbounded
And will never change.
Thank you Dad.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Online)
- Published: September 9th, 2023 01:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Thank you Dad for all you showed me in this wonderful life you have given to me.
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 14
Comments6
Awwww happy heavenly birthday to your dad! This is such a heartfelt letter to him. Sounds like he was an incredible man. I'm really close to my daddy, so this pulled at me!!! Beautiful! π«
Thank you LIZ, yes he was a wonderful man.
Andy
Itβs the greatest gift that you see in that mirror. Poignant and tactile and from the heart. You go Mr Finch
Most kind Bobby, thank you.
Andy
Images that come to mind about the Finch? Stalwart like Ivanhoe
A sensitive write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Beautiful dear Andy. π
Much appreciated Teddy.
Andy
This is such a beautiful and touching tribute to a father who was a very wise and loving parent. The power of music will always bring him near. Thank you for sharing these tender memories.
Thank you for your wonderful words Bella, much appreciated.
Andy
In this I see mirrored my own father who taught me a love for music as well. He a very conservatives outward shell was liberal underneath and taught me to love all types of music of all genres. A wonderful tribute
Thank you soren my dad was a wonderful person.
Andy
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