WHAT’S THE LAST MEMORY YOU HAVE OF SEEING YOUR DAD?

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Father’s Day Is Meant To Be A Time For Us To Spend Some
Time With Our Dad’s On The Third Sunday In June!   A Time To
Gather The Whole Family Around For A Barbecue And Good Old Family Fun And

MY REWARD

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

wealth and fame
are won and lost
lovers
come and go
joy and sorrow
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A SPECIAL TIME WITH HIM —–(A REMEMBRANCE OF DAD)

 

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I PLAYED THE PIANO SOFTLY
TO AN OLD TIME GOSPEL HYMN
IT SEEMED TO BRING DAD’S MEMORY BACK
IT WAS A SPECIAL TIME WITH HIM

PAWNS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

We were pawns

the little pieces

in a fight

between opponents

Mom and Dad

Dad

For father’s day I will tell a tale,
of the man who tries hard without fail.
He has an artist flare and a linguist tongue,
he cures the back and is a proprietor for fun.

His father left when he was ten,
a father’s love that never began.
That father dropped by once, out of the blue,
no one knows why and why we never knew.

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Inner Thoughts on a Stoop

I talk to my dad once in awhile,

outside I watch the moon rise.

 

Like Yesterday

***I wrote this to my Dad in 2009 when he broke his neck in a horrific car accident.***

I used to crawl up on his knee
He tied ribbons in my hair
Sitting on his shoulders
He’d take me anywhere

It seems like it was yesterday

When I was a teenager
He used to laugh and say
He should’ve invested all his money
In cosmetics and hairspray
Stayed out once til the break of dawn
The disappointment on his face
Taught me right from wrong

Still feels like it was yesterday