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[aid] => mick
[title] => Coming Together Again (My Dad)
[time] => 2002-09-15 06:53:13
[hometext] => Repost from old site...
This is for my Dad. A personal tribute to him, in how we got to know each other again, and also gaining another family member, my stepmother, Marilyn too. It was a rough road for all of us. Some times it still is, but at least now, I have the support of them both. I am glad I made that trip to MI in August of 1993. [bodytext] => Well so it begins… In 1977, a time ago, June of that year, Would mark the last time I see you, as time spins It was difficult choosing between you and Mom, my world of fear So it began a time of not knowing and wondering Middle school to high school, with one year in Army Reserves To graduation and moving out, holding my own, somewhat plundering Till finally meeting my first fella, a girl deserves Then married, bought a home, and then Grandma Jo passed on Your mother, her last wish, was to see you and I together A father and daughter to finally speak, after so long Mom was surprised; but took the news well; her illness didn’t weather Three months after Mom passed away, I took a trip, my husband and I To meet my Father, the last time I’d seen you, I was thirteen. Now at thirty, I had so many questions in my mind, to ask many whys All thru the flight, and a three-hour drive, we made it, to the rustic scene Of your home, you now share with a fine woman, whom I already liked By speaking on the phone, accepted me as one of her own You had just come home from work, driving three hours on the pike Tired and weary, but it was nice to see you, having gray hair and matured It was late, but we all stayed up, getting years caught up, did set the tone I asked my questions; you finally realizing, your daughter has procured Adulthood, and not that little girl, seventeen years ago That visit will be nine years this August So glad I went, I learned to love you again, Dad I gained a father again, a stepmother, a family to know Now at least we keep in touch, always a must It may be long in seeing you, but presence of time is not sad God gave me a second chance to know my Father Not always a chance given to others Some may not even want to bother Glad your mothers’ wish rang true, her angel wing flutters My way of saying” I Love You, Dad”, glad to have you back You have supported and given me so much Thank You for being there now, its not the past to lack A Father and Daughter together again, with God’s gentle touch. Amber Rose Yeager – June 6, 2002 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 260 [topic] => 15 [informant] => Rose [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FathersDayPoems )
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