Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Father's Day

Father's Day, along with many other major holidays, is a time when I remember my father, who passed away nearly 15 years ago, when I was a teenager. He was an outstanding human being, and I wish I had had more time with him. I miss him very much. I am fortunate, however, to have a wonderful mother who I consider one of my best friends, and a husband who is another of my best friends, as well as an excellent father to our little boy. I thought it appropriate to compose another poem on this occasion, especially since the gift I ordered my husband hasn't arrived yet (sorry, honey). Again, this is a first draft, but I welcome comments.



I love that word

makes me feel warm inside

picturing big, strong arms holding

me close.

I miss

my dad, but I’m

so lucky I have a

terrific husband who loves our

young boy.


them together

goofing around, giggling

threatening to make me tear up;


Can’t wait

till our boy can

say what he already

feels right now: “I really love you,


Haiku News

Next generation

of supersonic jets is

on the way, they say.

New York Times writer

escapes from the Taliban--

Happy Father's Day!

Really, TSA?

carrying large sums of cash

is dangerous? How??


Anonymous said...

Large sums of money
Are presumed ill-gotten gains
'Til otherwise proved.

Or so I've been told,
Lacking opportunity
To try it myself. :P


Minerva said...

Cicely: an excellent entry, as usual. I can see where it may seem somewhat suspicious for someone to be carrying a big box of cash on a plane, but it seemed that their reaction was a bit extreme, at least from that article's point of view.

Anonymous said...

Is the media's forte!
Why change their game now?