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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
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49 comments:

  1. HelenJune 17, 2012 at 1:35 PM

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

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    1. ayalaJune 17, 2012 at 7:15 PM

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

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  2. GailJune 17, 2012 at 2:06 PM

    How very beautiful...

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  3. SaraJune 17, 2012 at 4:03 PM

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

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    1. ayalaJune 17, 2012 at 7:16 PM

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

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    2. AnonymousJune 21, 2012 at 11:51 PM

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

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  4. GraceJune 17, 2012 at 4:08 PM

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

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  5. Brian MillerJune 17, 2012 at 4:38 PM

    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. ayalaJune 17, 2012 at 7:18 PM

      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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  6. brenda wJune 17, 2012 at 4:46 PM

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

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  7. Tess KincaidJune 17, 2012 at 5:26 PM

    Beautiful tribute...

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  8. DaydreamertooJune 17, 2012 at 7:54 PM

    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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  9. Pat HattJune 17, 2012 at 8:15 PM

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

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  10. UnknownJune 17, 2012 at 10:36 PM

    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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  11. CloudiaJune 18, 2012 at 12:56 AM

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



    Have a GREAT Week

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  12. LeoviJune 18, 2012 at 1:50 AM

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

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  13. SueannJune 18, 2012 at 5:53 AM

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

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  14. LeslieJune 18, 2012 at 10:03 AM

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

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  15. LynJune 18, 2012 at 4:08 PM

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

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  16. JustineJune 18, 2012 at 8:45 PM

    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. ayalaJune 19, 2012 at 8:23 AM

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

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  17. ayalaJune 19, 2012 at 8:21 AM

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

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  18. JJ Roa RodriguezJune 19, 2012 at 8:22 PM

    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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  19. AnonymousJune 20, 2012 at 6:41 AM

    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. ayalaJune 20, 2012 at 8:14 PM

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

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  20. Carrie Van HornJune 20, 2012 at 7:43 PM

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

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  21. AdrienneJune 21, 2012 at 7:08 PM

    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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  22. AnonymousJune 21, 2012 at 11:53 PM

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

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  23. dsJune 23, 2012 at 12:53 PM

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

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  24. The Blog of BeeJune 23, 2012 at 4:31 PM

    The love never dies and you caught it beautifully here.

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  25. Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being RudriJuly 2, 2012 at 12:49 PM

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

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    1. ayalaJuly 2, 2012 at 7:18 PM

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

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