I only spoke to him for the first time,
Sunday the one just past,
Then to my surprise,
Monday night was a blast.
My father he rang me long distance,
We chatted for two hours or so,
Not once was there any awkwardness,
The conversation just seemed to flow.
I found out so many things,
To much to list here now,
I feel he is a lot like me,
Emotionally or spiritually somehow.
He is one of 10 children,
I was an only child,
From a small precious family life,
The numbers have run wild.
I treasured every moment,
Every memory shared,
So nice to be told,
How much he always cared.
I admitted a little secret,
How when I was married,
The thought briefly crossed my mind,
I wished it was he my arm did carry.
He said when he saw my wedding picture,
That thought had crossed his mind,
After so many years of searching,
A similar soul I did find.
I'm still trying to take it easy,
Not get my hopes up too high,
But if things continue the way they have,
My happiness will reach the sky.
The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate.
(Daughter of Mystery)