Father's day 2007
For the first time, I am without a dad on father's day. My dad died last August, and I miss him. So I join the many people who have no father to celebrate father's day with. I feel lucky though, to have had this father, through all the good and bad, for 81 years. Happy Father's day, dad. I love you. The Eyes of My Father I looked into the mirror and saw The eyes of my father staring back I suddenly saw all the things he saw The happiness and sadness of my growing And going. I saw the times we went out into the woods He with his lunch pail, And I with my orange pop Happily sliding down the fallen trees, Wet and stripped of their bark Sometimes on Sundays we would all go the farm I was “just a girl” and wasn’t allowed to drive A tractor. But, I could sing a Finnish song and earn a dime. It was about a pig being slaughtered in a sauna Maybe that song was the reason I became A vegetarian in college. Soon I became too grown up and too busy For the trips to the woods My father