In Time

{ November 2, 2006 @ 5:15 am } · { In memory of Parents Passed }
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In time I have become you
in so many ways
It is in the things I have to say
and how I spend my days.

Those same corn-ball jokes
that used to annoy the family
Have me laughing out loud
they now wonder about me.

I find myself drawing
the world through your eyes
It is nothing I am aware of
but the canvas never lies.

You missed meeting your grandkids,
they lost out on their granddad
I have always told them what
a great and wonderful father I had.

In the great hereafter,
whatever it might be
Keep an eye out for your daughter
sketching under the knowledge tree.

I have missed your laughter
covering up the jokes you’d tell
If I don’t see you in heaven
I’ll look for you in hell.

aletta

in memory of my father

Leo Mes (1928-1974) my dad

5 Comments »

  1. soulsister Said:

    on November 2, 2006 at 2:43 pm

    This is beautifyul Aletta, so very poignant. And your painting of your father is superb!

  2. Heather Blakey Said:

    on November 3, 2006 at 10:36 pm

    Aletta! I cried! This is so touching. I find myself living as my father lived and I see him in my lush garden every day. He gave me his green fingers upon death and my garden, which housed some of the ashes that I salvaged from the container after we scattered them, began to truly flourish.

  3. aletta mes Said:

    on November 6, 2006 at 1:50 am

    Like you Heather, I know by how my father still lives in me and everyone he ouched during his life with his unique presence, that if I do well in this life to treat all with kindness and consideration, I too will live on, and whether there is an “afterlife or not” I am assured a place in the remebrance of all who remain and come after. That is more than enough for me.

  4. jan2 Said:

    on May 12, 2007 at 10:01 am

    Superb. The poem and the painting. You obviously had a very special relationship with your father.

  5. SHARON PINTER Said:

    on June 21, 2008 at 3:17 am

    YOU ARE A VERY LUCKY PERSON TO HAVE A DAD THAT LOVED YOU.
    YOU SEE MINE IS MORE DIFFRENT. MY DAD DIED IN 1969 AND MOM
    LATER 1998. I,M ADOPTED AND WAS NEVER CLOSS TO MY PARENTS.
    I WANTED ALL THE LOVE THAT I SAW. THE OTHER KIDS WHERE
    GETTING. BUT LIVEING IN THE US ARMY AND ALL OVER THE WORLD.
    I WAS DRAGED FROM ONE SCHOOL TO ANOTHER.I GUESS THAT IS WHY THEY CALL US ARMY BRATES.
    WHEN MY MOM DIED OF ALS. IT WAS HARD.I LIVE IN TORONTO
    CANADA. AND MY MOM IN MINNESOTA .
    MY DAUGHTER WAS IN WINMNIPEG CANADA.
    AND SHE COULD BE CLOSER TO MY MOM.
    ,Y DAUGHTER AND SON .GOT ALONG GREAT WITH HER. STILL TO THIS DAY THEY DO NOT UNDER STAND I WISH I COULD MAKE THEM.
    BUT ALL IT HAS DONE NOW DRIVEN US APART. I HAVE NOT SEEN MY
    KIDS.FOR 4 YEARS. AND DO NOTNO WHERE I LIVE…
    I,M GETTING MARRIED IN AUG.30 2008 AND I M TRYING TO FIND A POEM IN MERMORY OF MY PAREN TS AND AL SO FOR MY HUSBANE TO BE. A PRAYER FOR ALL OF THEM. I WANT TO MAKE UP FOR THE PAST
    AND I HOPE I CAN FIND ONE FOR THIS WEDDING THAT I CAN READ.
    AND HOPE THAT FROM UP ABOVE THAT THEY FOR GIVE ME.THAT I WAS NOT THAT PERFECT GIRL GROWNING UP.AND IM SORRY.

    IF YOU CAN HELP FIND A PRAYER OR POEM THAT WOULD WORK…..

    THANK YOU FOR READING THIS, I FEEL BETTER LETTING YOU READ
    THIS. PLEASE HELP ME SHARON PINTER

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