Father’s Day is approaching, and I will be out of town for the next few days, so I’m putting this post up a little early!
Parents understand that raising children involves a lot of “letting go.” Here’s a poem I wrote a little over a year ago following a visit from my daughter Hannah, home for the weekend from college.
“You’ve lost weight,” she said,
her tall slender body slightly bent,
her head nestled into my neck.
“Maybe,” I admitted.
“You’re not as comfy,” she joked.
And I remembered—
the little girl
who loved to be lifted up
and held in unrelenting arms
as time slowed
a busy world was hushed
and her little life brightened,
her head resting
on daddy’s chest.
If only I still had those magical powers.
Words (c) 2011 Mark Lloyd Richardson
Photo (c) 2011 Dallis Day Richardson