For the most part I had a great
relationship with my father. I guess
that’s a major reason why I don’t view men as “dogs”. Growing up I used to think my dad was a
superhero....MY superhero. So, I never had to 'wait for superman'.
I appreciate the great ones, including
my male friends, who, in today’s uncertain-yet-possibility-laced-world, accept
accountability for their children’s well-being and/or the well-being of other
family members and those in their community....perhaps you became a 'second
dad' or 'uncle' to the young man/men/young women who lost their own dad or
other father figure. I salute YOU.
And to my male friends, who -
whether through your profession or as a friend - were benevolent towards me
during some of the most challenging times of my life (I guess I'd be in the
"community" category LOL), with
sincere gratitude I share the following poem entitled A Father’s Day Song.
A Father’s Day Song is reprinted from my (entirely) self-published book of poems entitled Sacred Blues. I produced the 50-page book in 2001 and I am debating whether or not to have it reproduced and published. In the meantime, I hope you like A Father’s Day Song.
when my days
seem dark as night, Daddy
and my spirit
is lowI think of all the good time we had
and night becomes a rainbow!
Dad
I had no doubt that you could abundantly
educate, feed me or quench my thirst
you taught me
how to be a lady
you taught me
how to driveyou said never act shady
and you taught me how to strive
when my days
seem dark as night
and my spirit
is lowI think of all the good times we had
and night becomes a rainbow!
when I gave
into temptation and did wrong
you taught me
how to be strongwhen I was choosing the wrong kind of fella
you always said, “Princess! You can do even better!”
and Dad,
despite all the pain
you went
through in this world because you are a “Brother,”
you still taught me that true love has no color!
I will die
loving you
when my days
seem dark as night
and my spirit
is lowI think of all the good times we had
and night becomes a rainbow!
I think of all the good times we had Daddy
and night becomes a rainbow!
~ Quelyn, Author of
Validation Denied Grace Bestowed:somewhere
between the ghetto and God was something called foster care...
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Copyright©2012 Quelyn Purdie
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