"klocke" poems
being eighteen means that ive had six birthdays without you
means you never got the chance to teach me to be an adult
means im off to college
means im off to the real world
and your not in it any more
tears of my youth now drip in to my adult life
because being eighteen doesnt mean i dont love you
doesnt mean i dont miss you
because i do
and i mean that
i wanted you to watch me become a man
i wanted you to see me off to college
to get my Eagle scout award
to have some one make me into a man instead of stumbling towards the right direction
but I love you
adult in the eyes of the law but I'll always be your son
your little boy
and you'll always be my father
and I'll always love u
R.I.P.Steven Klocke
beloved father and friend
Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 5:48 PM UTC
I remember the greatest man i ever knew
A role model to all through and through
I remember him as my guide
Always there by my side
From simply helping him bake a cake
To swimming a mile in a lake
The first to give whenever needed
Loving and generous, never conceited
A great father and a fantastic scout
Of this no one could ever doubt
Today I Remember when it was said
Steven your father is dead
Fell asleep watching T.V.
Never knowing Star Trek would be the last thing he would see
I do not pretend to be strong
Seven years is way too long
Without my dad
How could i be anything but sad
I know he watches over me
I wonder what exactly does he see?
Today I remember all the pain
The fights the hurt and the strain
But i also remember as a boy
The love the laughter and the joy
I guess what im trying to say
Is that ill always remember you till the last day
Keep watch over us dad, And we watch for you
All of your lessons, that you taught us to be true
Rest in Peace Steven Paul Klocke
11/7/1959 - 10/11/2004
we love and miss you very much
Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 6:51 PM UTC
...oh where have the years gone as tomorrow approaches near.
how have they passed never shedding a tear.
in mourning and sorrow i stand at your grave.
waiting for the Lord to make a knight out of this lowly nave.
Six years since i saw your smile. waiting by your grave all the while.
Rest in peace my father remember your son.
for soon the day shall pass when his time is done
Rest in peace my father as the years go by.
for i shall love you always until i too shall die.
R.I.P.
Steven Paul Klocke
Born 11/7/1959-Died 10/11/2004
Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 9:36 PM UTC