Mom and Dad
I sit here thinking about my father today
With his well worn hands
Yet gentle way
My dad liked working with those hands
Whether pulling a weed or mixing some dough
There was always some work that just had to be done
But of course there was also time for some fun
In his later years my dad missed my mom
Even when she was holding cards, shaking her leg
And you knew what was to come
Because she had that twinkle in her eyes
She loved beating dad at cards
But it was hard to see dad when mom was gone
A part of him was gone too
Mom and dad were really just one
I’ve never really gotten over losing my folks
They stay in my heart and I think of them daily
Sometimes it’s little things that make me think of them
Like the date today, Daddy’s birthday
Sometimes it’s even watching the Pistons
My mom was really their number one fan
If I drink Irish crème I always think of my dad
And the many times we spiked our coffee together
Sometimes I’ll see an elderly man or woman
Notice the way they carry themselves and I’ m reminded
Of the two I hold most dear
My wonderful parents that were always there for me
Pressing me on and helping me
Holding my hand through the rough times
Lifting me up when I needed it
Encouraging me when I was discouraged
Just always there for me and my son
Watching Josh read a book upside down
Peeling an Onion and laughing
When Josh bit into it like his Grandpa
I remember that hearty, belly laugh
That goes to your soul and fills you up
And makes you feel like you don’t want to be
Any place else in the world
But in the valley of your father’s laughter
Watching those sparkling blue eyes twinkle
Drinking in the last of a good joke or story about the old days
When dad was young and mom was too
And all they had was their love so true