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Please, Dad

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Michael
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0 posted 01-13-2000 05:12 AM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Michael

PLEASE, DAD

As soft winds sweep away the days
I look back on life through a haze.
Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,
In childlike gaze that never ends.
The laughter in a game of catch,
Shall memory ever attach...
To innocence in youthful eyes,
Catching the ball to Dad's surprise.

I recall my first bike, first wreck,
Who picked me up, said, "What the heck?"
Convinced me to give one more try,
While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry.
Just the joy knowing he was there,
Making him proud my only care.
There was nothing I couldn't do,
My heart held fast that to be true.

Though teenage years were kind of rough,
I sure wasn't too big or tough.
You taught me to defend what's right
And never back down from a fight.
So I learned the hard way to stand,
Still, with each lump, I found your hand.
Drawing from you an inner strength,
And stubborn pride of equal length.

But there the line of fate was drawn,
As though I blinked and you were gone.
I found myself facing the sun,
Not man, not boy, fatherless, one.
Eyes blinded by a void inside,
I could not live that you had died.
Alas finding it to be true,
I could do nothing without you.

Please, Dad, today just hear my call,
I'm sorry that I dropped the ball.
My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned,
My emotions undisciplined.
I can't get up although I try,
Please don't be upset if I cry.
Though I can't fight what I can't see,
Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me.


Michael Anderson


 It's the little things you take for granted,
That'll mean the most to you when they're gone.






[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 01-13-2000).]
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Marge Tindal
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1 posted 01-13-2000 06:32 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Michael -

I would think any father would
be very proud of this and of the
man who wrote it.

Very nicely said.

Love ~*Marge*~


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2 posted 01-13-2000 06:53 AM       View Profile for neitham   Email neitham   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit neitham's Home Page   View IP for neitham

Michael,
Very universal, very emotional, but most of all, you expressed your thoughts very well.
I am sure, your dad would be very proud of you..loking at you from high above...

neitham
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3 posted 01-13-2000 06:56 AM       View Profile for Meadowmuse   Email Meadowmuse   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Meadowmuse's Home Page   View IP for Meadowmuse

Michael, superb, and obviously from personal experience. You've written from your heart's pen. THank you for sharing this striking poem here.

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4 posted 01-13-2000 08:02 AM       View Profile for Dark Angel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dark Angel

Please, Dad, today just hear my call,
I'm sorry that I dropped the ball.
My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned,
My emotions undisciplined.
I can't get up although I try,
Please don't be upset if I cry.
Though I can't fight what I can't see,
Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me.

Especially loved these last lines Michael, brought tears to my eyes.
Your Dad is very proud of you Michael!!

Beautiful poem!!


 What comes from the heart goes to the heart.
Samuel Coleridge


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5 posted 01-13-2000 09:31 AM       View Profile for Sally S.   Email Sally S.   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sally S.

Michael,
This is the most touching poem I've read in quite some time!!  I can't imagine losing my Dad...this had me in tears.  It's an excellent poem and I know he must be very proud and touched by your words.  I've always felt our loved ones who've passed can hear us, somehow.  Be well, my friend.  Hugs, Sally
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6 posted 01-13-2000 09:42 AM       View Profile for whiskey   Email whiskey   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit whiskey's Home Page   View IP for whiskey

This is so moving , I bet your dad is proud of you , Wonderful poem Michael
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7 posted 01-13-2000 09:53 AM       View Profile for caroline   Email caroline   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for caroline

Very moving, Michael, and it hits home for me in a personal way. Thank you for sharing this intensely emotional poem.

 It's not the love you fear, but the fall from the height~Edwin McCain


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8 posted 01-13-2000 10:26 AM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

This has touched me too, Michael. Believe me, he's proud of you and smiling down on you right now!  

 Denise

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9 posted 01-13-2000 10:41 AM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

So beautiful, Michael... and such a poignant plea for a pride I'm sure would never waver.

Though he's no longer at your side
Even death can't stop a father's pride
He gave you all those memories
Suspecting a time would come to be
When you'd have to remember, not feel his touch
For his hand wouldn't be there for you to clutch
But his love and pride and all his care
Are still yours to help you bear
Whatever comes. And I'm sure your Dad
Would look at you and be so glad
To call you his son. You still have his love
Though he now waits for you in heaven above.
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10 posted 01-13-2000 11:22 AM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

Thank you all for your replies.  As this was a very personal piece for me, I appreciate your compassion.  It's nearing the anniversary of my father's death in '93.  It's hit me kind of hard this year.

Suthern, your words have touched me deeply, thank you so much.


Michael



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11 posted 01-13-2000 11:36 AM       View Profile for kitkat   Email kitkat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for kitkat

Michael, I agree with everyone. Your Dad is proud of you. You have a very important talent in your writing and he knows that.
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12 posted 01-13-2000 11:40 AM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Micheal,
A wonderful poem and you are right It doesn't hit you till later, it was that way
with my dad. This one is a keeper you can pull it out every once in a while to reread.
Sy.
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As tom. comes it will be 3 yrs since i lost my mom..my biggest worry is that she will look down on me and not be proud..or worse yet be disappointed in what i have become.  There are lots of days where i lose my will to live...good thing my son is here to "anchor" me.    If you ever care to talk..  

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14 posted 01-13-2000 11:49 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Both of your Fathers are very pleased with who you are, who you've listened to, and the one that you've become.

Kudos, Michael.

 Sunshine
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15 posted 01-13-2000 02:37 PM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

Thanks to you all for the encouraging words.  cokey, my son has been the anchor in my life as well, it seems we have a lot in common.  I will send you an email.  

Michael
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Michael, usually our dads see us through eyes different than our own....They don't see our falls, and mishaps, our poor choices, our *wrecks*.....I guess what I'm trying to say, is that because they love us so, they don't see our failures as we do.  I know at times I'm way too hard on myself, and yet my dad looks on with a fatherly pride at what he sees!  It's amazing!  I think our father up above is the best example of this.  Don't be so hard on yourself.  We've all wrecked, we've all got skinned knees, but alas, someone loves us more than we can imagine, and I know your dad is very proud of you.  Both of your fathers are.  I am too.  

This poem has allowed me to see into you so intimately....the side of you, you probably try to keep hidden most times.  It's not easy to admit when you've stumbled....I look up to you for that.  You have more strength than you know sir.   Gen


 ** I'm reaching for the brightest star I've ever seen - knock my ladder out from under me, and you'll wish you hadn't !! -pFF ** Here's to 2000!
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17 posted 01-13-2000 04:59 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

Michael,
A very endearing tribute to your father and a true indication of the love between you and your son.
Very touching
Liz
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He has much to be proud of, my friend.... Rest assured - He is...
 
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