~A Father's Day Without My Father~

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Happy Father's Day

A man's garden and his children both reflect the amount of weeding done during the growing season. My season is full of wonderful memories of your love and devotion. I am honored to know you, to love you, to be of you. You're my hero and I will always be your "Little Girl".

Author Unknown

Daddy's Eyes

Not a day goes by that I don't think about you
Your big smile, your head thrown back in laughter
The hands that held me up, the look of love in your eyes
All those things and more I miss with each day that passes.

The sound of your voice, strong and forceful
The smell of dirt where you worked in the garden
The pungent sweat from your hours of labor
All those good-bye kisses and birthday cards

Of all those things I miss your eyes the most
They held so much love, laughter, anger, sorrow and joy
They reflected wisdom and a deep understanding
They reflected the strength of a man and the mischief of a boy.

It made me sad to think I'd never see those eyes again
And then while looking in the mirror I suddenly realized
The part of my daddy that I loved so much
Were staring back in my reflection....for I have Daddy's eyes!!

This poem written by Lynne for her daddy
-This is an original creation by Copyright
©March 1, 2002-All rights reserved

Dear Daddy,

It's almost time for Father's Day again!! All the department stores have all sorts of displays offering those special gifts "just for dad"!! There are so many different cards to choose from at all the card shops!! This year...like last, I will not be pouring over the cards searching for just the perfect one for you!! I know it shouldn't be, but I still have a hard time searching through those cards for the perfect one from the boys to their dad!! I know you wouldn't want me to feel that way and I try really hard not to let my sadness show through and spoil his day!! I guess in the last 5 years he has gotten about as many useless gifts each Father's Day as you used to get...and like you, he smiles real big and gushes it was just what he wanted!! It took me quite a few years to realize, shirts and ties weren't "Just what you wanted"..come to think of it...there really was no need for a gift at all...but I know you did love to get new rose bushes or any kind of goody for your garden or shop!! Oh how you loved to work with your hands!! I won't get to hear your voice again this year, there will be no early morning call to wish you a happy Father's Day because you are no longer here!! I won't get to spend the day with you...well not in the physical sense...but daddy....I just wanted to let you know...not just on Father's Day...but every day you are in my thoughts...and even though I may not be able to see you or talk to you on Father's Day this year...you ARE with me in my heart!! I love you daddy!!

All my love,
Cyndi Lynne

Daddy's Day,

Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell then all
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called, a student from the class
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching, for a man who wasn't there
"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out
"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique
"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away

But I know he wishes he could be with me on this day
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite
We used to share fudge sundaes and ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing all alone
'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart"

With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life

Doing what was best for her, doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd

She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star,
And if he could he'd be here, but heaven's just too far,
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed
But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose

And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining
bright star And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

Letter From Heaven

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

"It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

This poem was borrowed with permission
~Author~ Ruth Ann Mahaffey wrote this
in memory of her late husband, Richard Mahaffey
-This is an original creation by Copyright
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