Summer of Psalms: Missing My Father
Western Kansas Sunset by Paul Moore |
I miss the way he loved his family.
I miss his deep chuckle.
I miss his "Dadisms."
I miss his weekend breakfasts.
I miss sitting on the kitchen floor, eating smoked oysters on crackers with him.
I miss him reading the Sunday funnies to me.
I miss our talks about business management.
I miss how he loved my daughters.
I miss watching him grill steaks and burgers.
I miss cranking homemade ice cream with him.
I miss summer road trips with him.
I miss how he loved my mom.
I miss how he thought I could get geometry if I just relaxed.
I miss catching fish with him and my brother.
I miss how safe he made me feel when I was afraid.
I miss my father.
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Notable Quote:
"Sorrow makes us all children again--destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing."--Ralph Waldo Emerson
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