Here you'll find my posts on any given subject on any given day. No rhyme or reason. Some posts may be well thought out and planned, yet some spontaneous. It just depends on how and what I may be feeling like writing on that particular day. Whatever it is, I hope you'll enjoy.
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.
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2 comments:
That is so nice♥ I call my dad pup and when I was younger puppa:)
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!
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