Sun Kissed Days

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Sunday, June 17, 2012

Your Footprints On My Soul (Father's Day)


I clear the table, traces of sunny side eggs,
 red tomatoes, crumbs of whole wheat bread 
and cappuccino in his new Father's Day mug. 
" I am an orphan " I say
 and he looks at me sideways. 
" orphans are small children, you are a grown woman. "
In my heart lives a child
that no longer
has reaching arms to surrender to.
In my soul lives a child
that longs for the look in my father's eyes
telling me that I am the  sun and his stars.
I had wished this year would be easier,
lighter to carry
but the pain never leaves,
saturates my dreams.
I celebrate the memory,
I celebrate life,
but today this grateful heart
remembers the footprints he left forever
on my soul.


Happy Father's Day to all my family and friends. To my husband who is a wonderful dad. To my dad who I miss and love. He was an amazing man and my heart will never be the same without him.
This is a part ofhttp://magpietales.blogspot.com/Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher

51 comments:

  1. Your blog header photo makes me smile ~ your Magpie makes me cry. Nicely done!!!

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    1. Glad Daisy made you smile...sorry I made you cry. Thank you.

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  2. This is beautiful. I hope the footprints and memories leave a smile on your face today.

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    1. Thank you, Sara :) brings a smile and yet it feels sad at the same time.

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    2. One can feel like an orphan as an adult. Lovely. k.

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  3. I have tears in my eyes with your words ~ Lovely write *sniffs*

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  4. heavy poem ayala....i am sorry....i understand being the orphan and how days like this are certainly hard....hugs to you

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    1. One of my friends lost both of his parents as well and he said that he feels the way I do...it's hard. Thank you for the hugs, Brian.

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  5. This is a beautiful tribute to a father. Well done.

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  6. Yes, a lovely, gentle tribute to your father and, small consolation I know but, he is still with you, touch your heart, he's there.

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  7. Yeah can be quite the void, if one has/had a good father that is.

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  8. Instead of loving your Father close by, you are working on loving him from a distance. The love always lingers and that is good. Treasure these memories. They are beautiful. Thank you for sharing, Ayala. =D

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    1. The love is for always, thank you Linda.

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  9. Blessed & bereft. You have well spoken what I have been feeling!



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  10. Sweet poem full of feelings, I do. Happy Father's Day to all.

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    1. Thank you. I hope you had a good one.

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  11. I didn't have a very good relationship with my father, which was something akin to what Jane Fonda had with hers. It's a painful day for me, which I just skip over as graciously as possible. You were very fortunate to have had this loving man in your life...if even for a little while, yes. Our life - just a vapour, yes? And a very touching tribute you wrote.

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    1. Thank you, Shers. I am blessed to have had him ...I am blessed he was great, Sorry about your dad.

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  12. So sad and poignant!! I can only imagine the pain one feels.
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  13. Lovely prose for both Father's Day and the prompt. I miss my dad too...

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  14. Quite touching,and sad,...Beautiful image of the child within, waiting..

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  15. Wow - he must have been quite a man. Though no longer with you, at least the memories you have of him are warm and wonderful.

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    1. Thank you, Justine. I was blessed to have him.

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  16. nicely written... same here... hard to loose a father at a very young age. but the woderful memories will live forever...

    JJRod'z

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    1. Thank you and I am sorry for your loss.

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  17. One more jewel about your family life, this your father...how I love to read your tributes to your loved ones. Fathers are always special to girls, women...for a father is a woman's first love. Lovely tribute!

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    1. Thank you, Jackie. A father is our first love....

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  18. Ayala I can so relate to this beautiful poem.....sad yet a beautiful tribute to a precious relationship!

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  19. I saw this beautiful Escher lithograph in a small museum in Connecticut not too long ago - and studied it for a long time. This piece is layered, like his print. And speaks volumes about you and your dad.

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  20. PS - my father died this year. It is very hard. k.

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    1. I am sorry Karin..it's such a huge loss.

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  21. Beautiful, nuanced tribute to your father, ayala. Thank you.

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  22. The love never dies and you caught it beautifully here.

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  23. I understand how that space will never be filled again. Belated hugs to you Ayala.

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    1. Hugs to you, Rudri. You know this pain too well.

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