Artists Paint with Pictures; Writers Paint with Words

Remembrance: For Dad

There was a time of sadness,

when all my thoughts were taken up

with missing you,

when the hurt was very new

and deep within me.

Now

there is mostly

fond remembrance,

snapshots

of your caring, sentimental,

understanding ways,

although you are gone

and a part of me—the child—

is no more.

But many things—

a jaunty hat with feather trim,

rosy cheeks,

a glimpse of twinkling eye,

can conjure up your image

in a minute.

I see you—and am sad.

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