With weathered hands
and nails bitten to the quick
you still manage
to button up your shirt
and lace up

FatherYou are the best

In the honestyOf the bestYou have spokenOf life

To do the bestBut never toPush 

AN ODE FROM FATHER TO SON

The best ever son that a father could wish
With a ten year addiction to chuck

Father and Son

I played Cowboys and Indians. I was, The Lone Ranger, and Tonto, both. I played Hide and

Papa

I don't think I ever called you Papa.
But there were times when it seemed
So right. Like now.
A daughter's

Father of mine, our lives did not entwine

You left this Earth, shorty after my birth

So proud of you

Tower of strength

Always there to support and uplift

Steady, caring, my father then and

LIKE HIM

He taught me how to ride a bike, you told me I would fall.
So it sat for years, and gathered

You stood beside me, pushing me on,

Teaching me right, keeping me from wrong.

So much time has passed,

Father...

In memory of Scott...

"Talk to me, Son,"

I'm right here, Dad,

"My time is almost gone,"

"Please

Rock Hunting

The evening falls, cloaking the sharp pines in purple.
The small stream dribbles, too thin

OF HOBOS PAST-

I sit across the campfire from a man whose eyes are dim

He passed away six years ago
The kindest man you'll ever know.
The last few years of his long life
Were

DAD

I think because I'm a girl,
people naturally compare me to Mom.
How they fail to see I'm identical

Father's Heart

Weekends come too slowly,
weekdays drag right on.
A father's heart grows weary
waiting for

Father

You are by far the best

you're a step above all the rest

Always there in a pinch

life for

The perfect recipe,
I believe,
Begins with preheating the oven to a certain degrees,

He had his faults and wisom
from the experience of his youth
Life was rough - tough
he knew no other way.

As