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Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

0 posted 2001-08-10 02:32 PM

When I was born, my daddy was forty-four, and he
Seemed almost like a grandpa and elderly to me.
Perhaps he was so loving, so gentle and so kind
Because he'd left the uncertanties of youthfulness behind.

When I was ten years old or so, I heard my daddy yell.
He had his face all scrunched up. He was hurting, I could tell.
I ran to find my mama and I couldn't keep from crying.
"There's something wrong with Daddy, I'm so afraid he's dying.

My mama took me in her arms and held me for awhile.
I knew my fears were groundless when I saw my mama smile.
Then she explained it to me, "Daddy's fine, my Joybelle.
He has a painful charley-horse and that's what made him yell.

That satisfied me for awhile.  My daddy wasn't dying,
But some day I knew that he would, so I just kept on crying.
And then I turned unto the One, who was always there for me.
"Please don't take away my daddy, we all need him, don't You see?"

I'm sure God knew the truth of this, as He saw my low bowed head.
"Please don't take him while I'm little, wait 'til I'm old," I said.
I thought if I was very old, maybe thirty-five or so,
It would not make me feel so sad to see my daddy go.

I told Him I'd be very good if He'd just promise this to me.
If I could keep my daddy, what a thankful girl I'd be.
God kept His promise I'd be old, before my daddy's dying.
He died when I was thirty-five.  Why can't I keep from crying?

By Joyce:  August 10,2001

[This message has been edited by Joyce Johnson (edited 08-10-2001).]

Trillium

Member Patricius

since 2001-03-09

Posts 12098
Idaho, USA

1 posted 2001-08-10 07:01 PM

Joyce: This is such a heart-twister! I don't think we ever stop shedding tears for dearly loved family members no longer with us. My Dad died when I was 28 from lung cancer, although he never smoked a cigarette in his life. I still miss him every day and feel that empty spot in my life.

Betty Lou Hebert

MoonShadow
Senior Member

since 2001-08-02

Posts 943
Dark side of the Moon.

2 posted 2001-08-10 07:14 PM

Very beautiful.. I had to read it more than once... and the effects were not lessened in the rereads. Did it every time. Probably will every time I read it. Hits really close to home. I can hear my granddaughter's voice as I read it. You got a real winner there, Lady.

Stephanos

Member Elite

since 2000-07-31

Posts 3618
Statesboro, GA, USA

3 posted 2001-08-13 12:08 PM

This is touching and full of emotion. May God bless you in your loss. Isn't it a comfort though that we have a Father who never dies? and that in him we find every good quality and trait that we saw in our earthly fathers alive (now) and even the restoration of our loved ones who sleep (in the future)?

I enjoyed this very much.

Stephen.

[This message has been edited by Stephanos (edited 08-13-2001).]

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