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RSEvans
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0 posted 11-19-1999 03:23 PM       View Profile for RSEvans   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for RSEvans

Here's to the cabinetmaker,
From his one and only son.
Since you've gone my life has changed
And my heart's come all undone.
There is no word to say it
There is no song to tell
But since you've gone and left us
My world's been under spell.
A mystical weave of time and love
A grandeouse design
This mystery of life and death
Not only yours but mine.
For a part of me is gone now
For how long I do not know
Buried beneath the dirt of grave
Like a blanket of cold snow.
There is no way to tell you now
How you made me feel
And I don't want to believe
That all of this is real.
I want to say I love you
Feel you warm arms wrap about me
But I know you're there not here now
And that you are fine without me.
So I'll leave you with this final thought
Before I get too blue
I'll see you when my days are done
And Daddy, I miss you.

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Once I was brilliant, now I no longer shine, but the twinkle in my eye speaks of another time.
© Copyright 1999 Rob Evans - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 11-19-1999 03:38 PM       View Profile for FreeByrd   Email FreeByrd   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit FreeByrd's Home Page   View IP for FreeByrd

What heartfelt words for a man who was obviously much loved and is sorely missed.

FYI - For an understanding of why we are here and how the processes of life and death fit into the scheme.

The Seat of the Soul by Gary Zukav is a tremendous book that changed my perceptions on life.

-RS
Elizabeth Santos
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2 posted 11-19-1999 03:54 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

I miss my Daddy, too. This poem made me weep for him. It's a lovely poem, indeed
Elizabeth
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3 posted 11-19-1999 04:42 PM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer

This is an excellent tribute to, obviously, a fine man. For you to feel this way, he left you a great legacy. Well done, Robert.
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4 posted 11-19-1999 04:59 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

This poem is full of feeling and love and made me miss my dad.
Pepper
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5 posted 11-19-1999 04:59 PM       View Profile for Pepper   Email Pepper   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Pepper

So very touching Robert....a very loving tribute to your father indeed
Thank you for sharing ........

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What a nice tribute

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Alis volat propriis
(She flies with her own wings)

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7 posted 11-20-1999 05:59 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Very touching tribute to your father, Robert and as you alluded to in your last line, no matter how old we and they are when they pass on, it is the Daddy or Mommy of our youth for whom we grieve. Something that you don't realize until you experience it. Again, well done, Robert.

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Denise

RSEvans
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8 posted 11-21-1999 06:59 AM       View Profile for RSEvans   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for RSEvans

Thanks all. It took me a long time to finally put on paper something about my father. This month marks the one-year anniversary of his death and so much has changed. You honestly can't realize how much of an effect a person has on your life until they are no longer in it.

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Once I was brilliant, now I no longer shine, but the twinkle in my eye speaks of another time.
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9 posted 11-21-1999 10:42 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

My sympathies,RS. And I agree with you. We don't realize the impact of a loved one, fully, on our lives until they are gone. Again, my sympathies.

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Denise

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