<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=582040" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Watching Daddy Die</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Something weighs heavy on the man<br>Lulled to sleep deep in the recliner.<br>Something has cut his taut line<br>And slashes age across his face<br>Faster than I've a mind to see.<br>And something makes me wonder<br>Why death deals a winning hand<br>Then shouts foul play across the table.<br>I could say I've seen for years<br>His lively eyes grow slowly dim, <br>His love of hunting birds at dawn<br>Turn to birdseed across the yard, <br>Or simple tasks become frustrating<br>Like hands shaking through a shave.<br>But I have to question who this is, <br>And wonder where daddy has gone.<br>To be sure, I know it's my father<br>Who's grateful that I'm mustached<br>And not to be mistaken for a woman, <br>Who says 'hurry home for Christmas<br>I want to meet my grandson, '<br>Who calls to tell me once again<br>My son is the prettiest baby he's seen<br>And he's proud of the father I am.<br>But who is the old man silent behind me<br>So nearly a shadow in the back of my mind, <br>So resigned to the speed of his flight? <br>Who is sitting weary on the carpet<br>Staring absently over my shoulder, <br>Curious to see how I tend a fire<br>Like my father taught me years ago? <br>And here it is that mother reminds me<br>Of the many years I've spent away, <br>And asks me to move my family home.<br>We don't know how long he has, <br>Her eyes appeal to the son in me.<br>But they are Tulsa, and I am Chicago, <br>And it's far from boredom to adventure.<br>But it's not just that exactly, <br>My life has seen enough of both.<br>It's more that...<br>I don't have the heart to tell her<br>I'm afraid to watch mama cry, <br>I'm not strong enough to watch daddy die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jeffrey+SpahrSummers">Jeffrey SpahrSummers</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=582040" data-title="Watching Daddy Die de Jeffrey SpahrSummers" data-description="Something weighs heavy on the man Lulled to sleep deep in the recliner. Something has cut his taut line And slashes age across his face Faster than I've a mind to see. And something makes me wonder Why death deals a winning hand Then shouts foul p..."></div> </div> </div>

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