My Heart is Proud
My heart is proud, my soul is full. My Son sees me in a different light than I had thought. He strives and learns, by doing. I love him dearly.
My heart is proud, my soul is full. My daughter and her wonderful Husband have created a new life Dakota Lillie Moore.
How very fortunate I am My Daughter Tisha is expanding and growing. Trying lifes offerings with a real zeal. I'm going to quote a poem from my son to me. It truly touched my soul and moved me deeply. It is written from a time in our family's life that was both adventurous and turbulent. Idealic, and devastating. We as a family were living on our 30' sailboat the IRENICON in the Park Marina at Morro Bay California.
Slide the hatch back
but keep the 3 wood slats in,
stand on the top stepand pop my head out...
The cold pushes through me,
The storms darkness looms overhead,
the wind screams its presence,
the wet drapes itself over everything,
the sea sprayhits like tiny steel splinters.
The ocean roars in chorus with the wind,
The Irenicon chops into each swell,
A thick full beard,
a tan wool cap,
bright orange rain pants,
a heavy gray wool fleece,
the sleeves rolled up, like , always, no matter the weather,
blue and yellow rubber boots,
Both hands on the helm,
one leg up on the bench,
eyes squinted behind blurred glasses,
and a inner calmthat always made me calm,
Man against Nature
This is you from my etes... Dad Father, Friend
2 comments:
As is mine, Dad.
as is mine
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