Sunday, June 17, 2012

My Pops


Dearest Pops

Although you've passed
your memory shall last
not only in my heart

Your memory instills
what I have to provide
that you've layed out and defined

To uphold your promise
bear the weight
with all true conviction

Wake each day and profess to mine
all that lends to no contradiction

Dearest Pops of mine
you've lent me so much
for me to make the distinction

Youve taught me a way
never give up a day
take full and make no self mention

O Pops of mine
if only i could
say to you how divine

That your life has led me to good
I would kiss you
and say that because you had cared

I told you I'd show you I would.

2 comments:

potterygirl1 said...

That is so nice♥ I call my dad pup and when I was younger puppa:)

NeverTooOld said...

Hi Ingrid,
I love it! My granddot calls me "Papa", but then I think lots of grands call their grandpa's that. Thanks for stopping by and your wonderful comments. Have a super duper week!