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Skip Aug 2019
As I look at my child
A not so perfect child but better than I was
I will not harm him father
I will not belittle him father
I will love him forever
I will be all I can be for him
I will not fall short father
I will NOT be you father.
I will be his dad always.
You are his Grand nothing
Skip Aug 2019
Saying goodbye for now
Should be easier.
He said see you Thanksgiving.
I wore my sunglasses
I told him I love you
So proud of you.
I wore my sunglasses
I love you too Dad
I wore my sunglasses
We hugged a bit tighter
Parted for now
I walked away
Adjusting my blurry sunglasses
Skip Aug 2019
Peering perhaps
Looking into nothing
Missing a kiss on the cheek?
Not really
Missing words that will speak?
Not really
Does that mean I'm alone?
Not really
Content with my own self?
Yes really
Meant to be and will be?
That's silly.
Skip Aug 2019
Strong
Independent
Smiles
Forgiving
3 kids
She did it
Alone
She does it
Continues
To do it
One flew now two

My sis
Finally told her
I love you
So proud of you
Why did it take so long
My sis
Strong
Independent
Smiles
With arms wide open.
My Sis
I love you
My Sis
Skip Jun 2019
Son
How could I ever write to express my best?
Let me take a picture, let me take a picture

Picture this son.

My life without you would be like a turn to nowhere.
No where wouldn't even matter.
I wouldn't care.
I've already been there

You, my world, my all
My rock, my sun
My boy a man so proud I am
I see my boy but a man looks back at me

Still I see my baby, my joy, my son
I will always see those eyes of yesterday
My man, my boy, my son.
Skip Jun 2019
So what makes a great poem?
Tears? Joys?
Writing about nothing!
Struggling to make good of the last line?
Seeking empathy?
Tears joy. Reward?
I seek it all
I fall apart and just write
I write some times when I fall apart
Skip Jun 2019
We at the rock
Yeah that one
That big rock
Heated by sun
Beside the calming water
Nothing matters

Meet me at the rock.
Where we first met.
Where we first kissed.
Black coffee, white suger and ocean mist
Laying beside each other in the shade
Where we can just be us.
Under a shade with palms of a tree

Meet me at the rock
My mind’s favorite place to wander,
Because you’re always there
Waiting, welcoming.
Dreaming seeing.
Arms wide open
Words need not spoken

When I close my eyes
I can’t wait to dream
Because no matter the weather
Sunshine will be at the rock.

Meet me at our spot
I will listen to the waves waiting
By that spot, by that rock
By that shade, near that rock.
By that spot where we first met
Thank you Kiz for my thoughts in your poem. I think of the rock
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