dentures in the graveyardA Poem by buckeyebrenisn't this what the manicured lawns of places like Arlington look like? All those tombstone rows. A child talks to Dad at his grave.dentures in the graveyard the tombstones in a row a missing tooth here and there of those still here to say
hi dad I love you I miss you it was a good day he is a big boy now you would be so proud of him he talks about you all the time you are his hero you know the same way you are mine he is a fine leader and a fine father just as you were you taught him well just as you taught me
I hope you don't mind I adopt a soldier dad every year someone who needs me for love and a hand to hold until they join you here and add another tooth
They tell me I do something good, but those who say this know not what good it does me I get my soldier back every year and I get that wise hand to walk with and talk with to learn from and be proud of until his time comes to fade away as old soldiers do and another part of me is left here also to add another tooth in these dentures in the graveyard
i'll see you again soon dad You are always in my heart (rubbing the tombstone as if to touch him) I know you are with me, I just have to come here every once in a while. I love you dad
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Added on June 27, 2012Last Updated on June 27, 2012 AuthorbuckeyebrenDayton, OHAboutI am a mom of 2 and grandma of 3 I am a lover of the universe and everything in it. I have been writing since high school as a hobby and have recently returned to college to study writing professional.. more..Writing
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