reflections on Father’s Day ~ That Split Second Wink ~ Free Verse

Mom June 22, 1926-Dec 2, 2014

Mom is like a duvet
puffy feather filled pillows
cotton candy and chocolate sundae,
her voice is like silk
mixed with sparkles and glitter
and when I am sad or sick
she’s like warm milk and honey

he is like a painting
handsome and colourful
but unfeeling and cold
scratchy like a wool blanket
on a bed of cockleburs
BUT once in a blue moon
a wink that melts my heart
too bad winks last a split second…
how I wish a wink was infinite
eternal … everlasting!
now there’s just a faint memory
of that split-second wink
that faint smile and husky voice
calling me “kiddo”
making me feel 10ft tall.

Grand Papa

when I think of Father’s Day
I see Grand Papa crawling on the floor
pretending to be a lion
making me giggle and laugh so loud
holding me in his arms
rocking me in his favourite chair
love painted on every surface of his face
watching him jigging and playing the harmonica
loving him for the short time he was in my life…

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when I think of Father’s Day
I think of Uncle Bernie
he would smile, tickle and tease me
take me in his convertible with the top down
splash in his cool motorboat
even saved me in the river one day
he walked me down the aisle
on my wedding day, and…
will always be in my heart.

Uncle Fred & Aunt Mae

when I think of Father’s Day
I think of Uncle Fred too
he watched me get ready for my dates
when I was forty-five years old!
an overgrown teenager, starting out
all over again
he hugged me and warned me
not to give up my heart too quick,
was there to comfort me
when I took back my heart…mending it
he pushed me to do better
and believed in me

©Clr;17 Mom & Fred A true love story

when I think of Father’s Day
I think of my stepfather…Fred
the love of Mom’s life…a true Love Story
just like the movie and more…
he came to my high school graduation
even came to my college grad too
he and Mom celebrated my scholarship
with my very first drink…
of course, a Tom Collins for beginners
he paid for my wedding ceremony,
paced the floor when I was in labour …TWICE
he loved my mom so much
and that was our common bond

How lucky I was to have so many fathers
loving me, holding my heart in their hands
believing in me, comforting me,
how blessed I’ve been all my life!

© Clr ‘2019/06

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