Babe

pride-the good kind

 

 

 

 

 

 

Babe
of my youth
with which tender
looks held truths
giraffes under beds
is what you said
keeping eyes wide
holding your blanket
Oh so tight
wandering rides
in dark of night
you'd fall asleep
soon as we'd leave
horses on the trails
that time
you almost fell
we'd make breakfast
giggle and a mess
Corn fritters pancakes
Eggs and jest
drive to New York
just to roam
turn around
head for home
time...
when You
whispered
I put a bead in my ear
thought I'd die
if you couldn't hear
we watched
each other crawl
crying to life
holding lovingly
till the other one
quieted
cap and gown
loves lost
finally found
searching direction
beating a path
finding perfection
in artistic craft
My Amazon
Gold One
graduated
sensitivity degrees
brought to the world
Babe
making pappy of me  


  

Author's Note

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Reviews

[quinfinn]

i have always found the love of a good father for his daughter the most incredible bond ever. i watched it with my two sisters and our Dad for many years...i have never seen anything else quite like it, save the love a mother has for her son..and i was privy to that as well. we were fortunate to have such doting parents. it seems your darling heart, Jade is equally as fortunate. and don't go thinking that the beauty of you sharing this with me is lost on my voracious appetite for good poetry....i see what you did here, and i thank you, my very good friend. excellent write!!

[Souladareatease]

I thank You Kind Quin!!!
Deep is the heart of always!!!