Walking through the forests of Germany on a march with my dad, which we did often, I took a plum from a tree, just as described, and I remember that sweetness so well, 30+ years later. The sweetest part of the memory is being on my dad's shoulders and just being with him.
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'Shoulders of the World'
D.Connolly,
High on the shoulders of your Daddy..what else could a little girl need?
The feeling is, "I am loved, I am wanted, needed and cherished.'
The sweetness of belonging and finding it delicious is matched by the
treat of a plumb while on the 'shoulders of the world' Your world.
Blessings,
Kathy
A lovely sweet memory. I don't have those. Instead, I have the ones of uncles, and my dad cringing as he was always afraid we'd fall ....
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
That's funny! I didn't know my uncles very well, I only met them a few times because we were in othe.. read moreThat's funny! I didn't know my uncles very well, I only met them a few times because we were in other countries. All I remember of my uncles is being terrified of the giant mountain men with long beards!!
I remember those rides as well. He carried me piggy back for a month after operations on both my feet when I was 16. He died a year later. Still miss him.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
I love memories of family. Even if they are gone the memories are still there to comfort us and make.. read moreI love memories of family. Even if they are gone the memories are still there to comfort us and make us smile.
i remember riding on my dad's shoulders...yes, top of the world, my only problem is that even as a small child i was so afraid of heights...i couldn't enjoy the top of the world....glad you could.
j.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
I think it was so normal that I wasn't able to appreciate the ride until years later... sweet memory.. read moreI think it was so normal that I wasn't able to appreciate the ride until years later... sweet memory though
yup, that's how it works. we remember the special times with the ones we love. you were safe & secure and your world was happy. no one / nothing can take those special times away from us and we hold onto them in our hearts. i like this because it is from the gut/heart and full of love. those shoulders were the world to you. very beautiful thought.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Thank-you Pete, our parents are our worlds when we are younguns
The sweetest fruits in life are germinated from the lands of love. Up upon the cliffs of your father's pillarous garden, he cultivated the sweetest plum of them all. I enjoyed reading about your relationship with your dad. Thanks for sharing.
Such a sweet memory...
Sentiments all around dear...
Am glad to have come across this poem... its very touching...
Although things become the past...yet we can't stop relishing those sweet moments we had with our loved ones....
This makes me love my dad even more...........
thank you for sharing...
Anindita 😘