My dad
walked straight
and tall
like
a soldier
*
My dad
messed about
in boats
like
a sailor
*
My dad
rode cycles
and bikes
like
a youngster
*
We walked
and
played
like
father and daughter
*
Then…
*
Grudgingly
I laughed
at
his antics
and jokes
*
Moodily
I removed
my make-up
and
rings
*
Frustrated
I cried
when
my arguments
failed
*
Guiltily
I accepted
his
money
and aid
*
Then…
*
Happily
we walked
and
laughed
till we cried
*
But…
*
Devastated
I learned
that
he
suddenly
died
*
Gratefully
I thank
his
support of
his daughter
*
My dad
was proud
and
smiled
like a
father
*
Copyright: Chris McGowan
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Sweet memory’s!!
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Yes, indeed, thank you, more tomorrow 😊
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Thanks for sharing this. Until now, I had no photos of granddad.
Little you reminds me of the main young girl in Little House on the Prairie. Ha ha.
Shayan Scott Freelance journalist, writer, filmmaker & photographer == Daily Express – Daily Star – SW Londoner ==
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Thank you! I loved Laura, read all her books. More tomorrow 😊
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Lovely memories, Chris. I’m lucky enough still to have my Dad but, sadly, not Mum. I hope my daughters will think of me like this.
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Another to come tomorrow and a full post on Sunday about him. Thanks for reading ☺️
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This is beautiful. 🙂
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Thank you ☺️
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