Seems Like Yesterday

My Daughter; Deja Denise Ray Van Dusen was born July 13th 2007, It was a Friday. I knew her name was going to be Deja before her mother and I knew she was going to be a girl.

I remember running around like a head with its chicken cut off.
To much coffee, not enough of the sandmans dreams
I don't remember what time she was born,
but I got on the horn to everyone I knew
I remember the deafening lights and the drowning noise

Cigars all around

I remember the nurse squeaking out "She's so precious."
I felt my heart explode with joy,
good thing the hospital was so near
I mighta had a heart attack
I remember the realization that jumped into my mind
Holy s**t I'm a father

I remember the smile on her mommies face
And my Mom was about to fall over
I whispered baja baja baja into her ear
Those where the first words out of my mouth
Fitting with her name

I remember feeling Deja Vu
but this hasn't happened before
Pretty sure I would know
Kept forgetting everything
Didn't want to miss anything

Never did catch up with that bloody chicken
Never got my body back
Still feel like a head floating around in inner space
Outer Space must have the chicken
Still can't believe I'm a father

 I remember the day she wrapped me around her little finger, it's as fresh as yesterday

Before I know it she's gonna be goin of to college and gettin married
And I'll still remember the first time I held her

Amazing, how time flies and it's only been four years. Heh Heh, Seems like yesterday.

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

Wow Feeling the excitements and joys of a dad. I remember when Anya was born and how intense and excited I was. These same feelings really stood out to me from this one. This read for me was right on time for me. I've had her a week for Christmas break. She just went home a couple of hours ago and I've been kinda sad but your words here have brought back memories and encouragement. I don't think that there is any thing more wonderful than a fathers love for his daughter. This is a beautiful and admirable poem xx

[Kenneth The Poet]

Hooked in and taken.

[Cicera]

A writing that possesses the mind from the first line to the last, and leaves you with something meaningful from the beginning because you know it would, and does not disappoint when the last line is laid because that is how it was meant to be, is a perfect poem. It is like love from the first sight; living your day for tomorrow. You don't really know what time all this is happening; it feels like present time.

But it seems like yesterday. There is everything here that could pretend to time. The child arrived or rearrived, as you hold it in your hands you get a certain understanding of the moment, a grasp of the instant that-for a second-contains all reality and beyond in one solid moment.

Meanwhile, the chicken is constantly and still on the run; a subtitle runs in place of your favourite underlying commercial on the TV screen: there is no coop, no box, no cage, no head, in the world that could ever be a home for a chicken.

So much said, I guess we all must agree that there are certain moments in life, moments like magic. They are not happening all the time-shame and disgrace-and maybe for their fault we sometimes feel angry, disoriented or simply pissed off at everything. But those amazing moments are still there waiting to add meaning to our lives.

There could be a purpose for waiting after all. And a deeper meaning there could be in the casual passage of time, that walks in disconcern towards the upheavals and downtowns that we have to face up while living and ready for any time they come.

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Really lovely writing. I like your whole wording. Keep it up!
Do you read mine to Anguish and She!

[John Patrick Robbins AK..]

Very warm write amigo as you will always have that evergreen moment within your mind really good write cheers Gonzo

[johnnyqueer]

Awww this is adorable, I like this alot.

[Lily Mae]

This expresses those little moments that are so huge in the hearts of a parent.. Being a Mother has been my most ultimate joy in my life.. The little fingers wrapped around yours.. the silly little laughter and smiles and the over dramatic tantrums lol.. all of it precious...as is this poem..xo and you..xo

[AJ Kristiansen]

Love it! Very beautiful and very descriptive of the father's perspective which is not often explored particularly by men! Wonderful to hear how you felt and how precious she is to you! Love you description of not wanting to miss anything and how she's wrapped you around her finger and also that your world has gone crazy since her birth... very true of parenting, such a tremendous impact... one can never be prepared for how these little creatures burrow into our hearts and stay there forever!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Beautiful heart felt poem from a living father! excellent