To My Daddy

(A Poem for his memorial, June 1998)

Puppies, ponds, and paint. Walks, talks and dancing fireplace fires. Kindness toward nature, hard work and play fair.
Best of all… music, nothing else can compare.
The horn you played, your own amazing grace.

Jam sessions, the lessons, the tears of practice at the drums.
Songs we sang and played together, Julie you and me.
Your trio dream, the famous band never to become.

This gift will never pass. The music in my heart is like my breath. Forever there, as it was yours.
Through every lesson, challenge and joy there is the music.
At times when words just didn’t work, the music has been the perfect fit.

My dear sweet father, our times have not always been bright.
But thank you for giving me the freedom and safe place
to always be honest and many times right.
Thank you for respecting me back.
Me, my feelings and my decisions.
And for loving me, all of me, no matter what.
For always letting me know you love me in more ways than your words could ever say.

Don’t ask me not to cry.
You always wanted to make it better. Well you have.
You’ve made my life better because you’ve been in it.
You’ve always been there for me.
I can’t image what my life would have been without you.
You made mistakes and Mom forgave you.
You choose to be clean and sober and I am so proud of you for that.
I am so proud of you for everything good about you.

Dad, you weren’t always easy, but You are my hero just the same.
And forever, you’ll be the music that stays with me all my days.


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