It is a beautiful day to say
I miss you and when I see you
well…I’m going to kiss you.
It’s a beautiful day to say I care.
Because with each passing day
I become wiser and find a new gray hair.
And the wiser I become
the more I realize there’s no day like today
and there’s no days to spare.
It’s easy for me. I’m just her son.
I can’t truly understand,
How far she has come.
How hard it must be to raise a boy
to raise a man.
To teach him to work hard
and be all that he can.
I look back at her struggle
and feel her pain.
Her children she smuggled
and lived in shame.
Lived in the shadows and
hoped for the best.
I wrote this poem in 2008 and sent it to myself. I discovered it on May 2nd, 2023. How appropriate given that my girls are grown and about to fly away.
She said:
Daddy I miss you, and when I see you, I’m gonna kiss you.
He said:
In life there are no such things as real friends.
She said:
I don’t know where I’d be without you. I wouldn’t have known where to begin.
She said:
You always make me smile.
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.