I dreamt a
Dream of a
Past lover glee
And good times
Like looking at
Yellowed photographs when
I realized that
People only take
Pictures of happiness
Category: Recollections
HappyFatherDaddyDay
Fathers and Daddies
Men that teach
Guide and groom
Boys to men
One day a
Special day recognizes
Those things passed
Down like a
Baton in life’s
Relay race sometime
Dropped yet always
Finished remember those
That made you
You
Happy Father/Daddy day
Be
In life there
Is who you
Are and there
Is what you
Were meant to
Be
Like a hatchling
Fresh and new
Happy to live
In the nest
Suddenly realizing flight
Knowing then that
A bird is
What it was
Meant to always
Be
River (to Christopher)
And it came
As a surprise
A video call
From you after
A silent week
Like a river
Thawing under April
Sun the chatter
Flowed quietly as
Trickles at first
Then torrents of
Laughter and teasing
Awakened again alive
We seemed to
Grow back into
One another rolling
Like the majestic
River we are
Morning3
The air this
Morning smells like
The crisp piney
Cedar aroma of
My family’s cabin
In northern Wisconsin
The small one
Room cottage was
Surrounded by tall
Pines and cedars
Which shed needles
And bark perfect
For a crackling and
Aromatic camp fire
The inside of the
Cabin held a
Musty smell until
My mother and
Grandmother swept and
Mopped the locked
Up smell behind
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 