My father the poet

Looking at my father's eyes
I slowly started to realize
What a wounded soul he was
And how beautiful his smile was

My father loved u as soon as he met you
He cared deeply for nature and had a very poetic look
On life, his children and the bible
He was a gentle man, your friend with one smile

I wish that I could have told him how much he meant to me
Before he subcomed to that awful disease
Pancriatic cancer took him away
Now we have no more words to say
But his legacy lives in his poetry
His books mean the world to me

Reviews

[Wolfwind Words]

Strength to your fathers memory and the legacy he left, both in his ink as well as his daughter. It's never easy to lose a loved one, this I know. This poem was beautifully penned, full of heart and a wonderful ode' to a person you held close to your heart.

Thanks for sharing!
Wolfie

[Ghost]

the very first stanza made me think of my father.

[Marie Harrison]

I'm so sorry for your loss, but you are so lucky to have his poetry. You can read his thoughts over and over and remember the man he was. Beautiful poem, that showed a lot of love.

[A.Lee]

A very sweet tribute... Poetry captures bits and pieces of the writer's heart and soul in it. I can imagine it would be a very good way to be able to feel your father through reading his work.

[Mauricio Montoya]

This is a very heartflet poem I can feel the emotion in this piece. Excellent write.

[Julijana Velichkovska]

so touching and emotional... stay strong and keep writing!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Such a lovely tribute

[Perdition]

A beautiful tribute that resonates in your words and outlook.