My Daddy
My Daddy
He set by the window, on a cozy wintery afternoon,
Gazing across the fields, wanting that snow...we'd get soon.
Puffs of smoke from hid pipe mingled through the air.
I quietly wondered in and set in a chair.
My sister....setting on Mam's lap beside the old stove
that burned coal. There, "Mama" by her hands..
many hook rugs were wove.
I soaked in Daddy's grey warm eyes,
Beyond which so much wisdom lies.
He looked up and seen me and smiled,
making me feel, "to Him I was a special child."
He said, "Come on over and set by me,
together we'll read from the 'Good Book' you see.
I wanted to bury myself in that moment,
until the end of time.
This beautiful picture is forever painted in my mind.
Novice Keathley..November 18, 2011
by Novice Keathley
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