On this day ninety eight years ago
He was born,
My Dad was born,
A man that showed me the way,
The way in this world,
Showing me that respect is everything.
Into my world he brought music,
Music that has been with me,
Been with me all my seventy five years.
He led me up the path of decency
Which I have tried to show all my life.
He passed into a new world
Two months before reaching seventy.
When I look in the mirror
I see him in me,
And am so grateful to him still
For showing me the way,
The way to live a decent life.
I know I will see him again
And once more we will sit together
Listening to Haydn
As we talk and laugh with each other
In that new world full of peace,
Full of peace, joy and love.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My Dad was one of Nature's Gentlemen.
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Comments7
A lovely write Gold, and one more great blessing - he didn't introduce you to me and my singing! heehee.
Thank you Orchi.
Andy
By their fruits you shall know them.
So true 2781, thank you.
Andy
Lovely poem. I like that this poem celebrates the role of a father in our lives. It reminds me of my dad too.
Much appreciated Felix, thank you.
Andy
A wonderful tribute.Well done.
Thank you David.
Andy
The bond between a Dad and his Son is endless. Happy Birthday to your Dad. 🕯️
So true AP, thank you.
Andy
Superb. Truly moving.
Most kind Thomas, thank you.
Andy
Although it pains me, I find my self agreeing with the gerbils first sentence .. Indeed, a lovely write sir ..
Thank you Neville, much appreciated.
Andy
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