Remembering My Father
Hands
Digging out the basement,
Shaking hands with every two by four,
Pounding nails,
Sawing boards,
Building cabinets.
Teaching me to tie my shoes,
Held and manicured by me.
Baiting a fish hook with worms,
Reeling in a trout.
Holding a book,
typing family histories,
Holding mine in the hospital before he died.
I miss you, Daddy.
Remembering you on Father's Day.
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| In good hands My father and I 1945 |
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| My father & mother in our front yard. Carol held by mother Rell & Sally Colorado Springs, Colorado 1948 |