Poem Body
She hears the ding of
the elevator in the hall,
waiting to see the
apartment door open.
In he walks, putting
hat and coat on the rack
scooping her into his arms,
as she gasps and giggles.
Making sounds like an airplane
he swings her around as
her surprised whoops fill the air.
Her favorite time of day...
when Daddy comes home!
Comments
What a beautiful...
scene! Makes me wish that my boys were small and young enough to pick up and swing around, making airplane noises.
~ Geez.
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thanks Geez,
I loved him and thought he hung the moon! a little girls hero! I bet you have some fond memories of your boys from when they were young.
*hugs, Cat
Dearest One
These are moments to remember how absolutely beautiful to have these good memories. I am sure this is a memory I'd draw on if ever I was going through a hard time.
I can't see anything I'd change I think it's a personal poem and sometimes poems like these should be left alone to be just what they are, priceless memories.
It's a wonderful poem. Brava!
Love you always Lilbit.xox
dearest sweet girl...
thank you for reading and your lovely comment. this memory is very special to me. I dust it off on those occasions when I feel lost and alone. it helps greatly.
*love, siscat
Daddy's Home
Hi, Cat,
A precious poem, and a very sweet memory. I have very much the same, as my Dad came home the same time every day to a similar greeting. I always enjoy your happy childhood memories about your father.
L
thank you, L
I am so glad that you have similar memories of your Dad. I also had people who tried to sully those memories. but he was so high above them that they had not a prayer of doing so ;)
*hugs, Cat
you make me giggle now more
even when daddy
is no more
mostly was at war
no not battle
but with all
yet at home he loved all
wish I had been your daddy's
best wish
dear Lovedly,
I wish that everyone could claim to have had a daddy like mine... thank you for reading and responding wishing you all the best.
*love, Cat
Good nostalgia
Cats
;)
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