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[aid] => Mick
[title] => i am from
[time] => 2003-06-16 12:05:00
[hometext] => for my oh so amazing dad....
[bodytext] => i am from land rolled out like a carpet prairie sun quiet snow i come from my father flooding the rink in the back yard so that my sister, brother and i can skate. i come from consistency predictability snowforts and hockey practise. i am from left field and baseball teams that never won but always went for ice cream because my dad was the coach. a pharmacy that we would visit on sundays when it was closed and we always got to pick out a treat tiger beat magazine bubble bath and later some medication to get through a rough time. but i'm okay now. i am from a&w drive-ins and the bamboo palace long hot drives through british columbia where an inner tube and a blue lake would crystallize memories of my father's smile. i come from a station wagon world parakeets and kittens, puppies and an iguana i wasn't allowed to keep. trophies from golf tournaments and white wedding dresses at christmas scotch and the clackety clack of the typewriter, an upright piano and a garden full of peas. the steady rhythm of his swimming every morning and his breathing every night. lunches of gin splashed tomato soup across the street from the pharmacy and my dad's laughter with the dentist which rings out like bells. i am the witness to a marriage that has lasted decades through better or worse sickness and health and from a father who has unwittingly raised the bar so high that likely no one will be able to rise to it without a trampoline. i come from shrieking children being chased by their dad, hair dishevelled, from a kitchen where punching the newspaper while he reads it still makes us laugh and him grit his teeth. i come from tornados and black skies, thunderstorms that crackle with electricity a river that runs through a city slowly folk festivals, pink sunsets and mosquito repellent simon and garfunkel concerts a house full of teenagers and barbequed hamburgers in the back yard. i come from love. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 353 [topic] => 15 [informant] => colette [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FathersDayPoems )
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