Dear old Dad
Angry at times
Do you love me?
Poor child, Yes I do;
And love very much
Pets, my children,
And loved ones dear
Do strengthen my heart
And make me stronger.
Do I make you feel
Dear and valued child?
Yet what can I give you?
Faith I would love to share
As life quickly passes and
The love for you deepens.
Hear this tender plea
Ever do your best and
Rember remember me.
8 comments:
Is this a Kent original?
I got the idea from your poem on your blog. The challenge was fun.
I know I'm not a poet, but it expresses what I feel.
I wish I could do it with a bit more rhyme.
I like your thoughts. I wish if I could change things past, I would love more and play more. I would like now to let all of you know that you are my joy and my tears at times. You are the jewels that bless my life.
The thing about poetry, is that it does not have to have rhythm and it does not have to rhyme, all it has to do is be there. I too would not classify myself as a poet, but I have written many poems.
I will post some of my past poems if Jeanette does not object. I wrote most of it to her. I love her.
Writing is really healing to the soul. I write everyday. I love to write about feelings, impressions, memories, and goals. There is something about writing that takes the scattered ideas running loose in my head and begins to organize them.
I particularly enjoy writing and then reading it aloud to Betty. If she reacts to it in a good way, it warms my heart.
Writing slows down my thinking to a point that things solidify. I have tried journaling, but haven't been very good at it. I may change that by beginning to use my computer for that purpose.
I have really enjoyed the poetry both you Kent and Larry have posted on the blog. I think both of you have expressed important feelings and said your thoughts very well. I have been very faithful this year with my journaling. I have written every night before I go to bed. It doesn't seem too great each day, but I like to go back and read it and it brings back memories that I wouldn't remember otherwise. I have done journaling for many years, but not regularly. I couldn't do it when things were hard. I now don't worry about that.
I like your poetry. What makes one a poet? I think the essence of being able to convey sentiments through verse does make one a poet. So I pronounce you a poet.
You are welcome.
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