He Left Us
Happy Father’s Day!
I wrote this poem in honor of my dear Dad, Sal DeAngeles, shortly after he died in April of 1995. I thought this was a good time to pull it out and share it with you, my dear blog readers. I hope you have equally vivid and happy memories of your Father. You can get a pretty good picture of who my daddy was by seeing what he left us… and the things he left behind.
He Left Us
He left us his roses and hydrangeas,
and his garden with zucchini,
but he forgot to take the old wheelbarrow,
and he forgot to take the bocci ball court.
He left his mother’s crucifix on my wall,
his watch in the top dresser drawer,
the Balsamic vinegar in the cupboard,
and his love of ravioli and French bread,
but he forgot to take his Gallo Burgundy.
He left in each of us his love of family,
his teary-eyed sentimentality, and he left
the aches and pains of his earthly body,
but he forgot to take his spray paint, and
his love of convertibles with the top down.
He left the wife he loved so well,
the family and neighbors who miss him so,
and the unconditional love, but he
forgot his collection of nude calendars,
and he forgot to take his twinkle.
I know – I have it!
If your dad has left this earth, try writing a poem about what he left and what he forgot to take. Have fun with it!
Happy Father’s Day!
See you with my sermon notes after church.
God bless you!
I have many faults
But, they’re all my parents’ fault
They’re so visible
My mom was Irish
With some Scots and English, too
Dad was Italian
Cried at the drop of a hat
So on St. Pat’s Day
I can blame both my parents
For everything wrong
I seldom hold back
My feelings are no secret
Worn on my socks, too!
This little 3″ x 5″ book titled,
Yet Another Day
was copyrighted in 1905.
My mother-in-law bought it at a flea market for $1.00
in about 1959. I inherited it from her.
This note is in the inside front cover:
The title page tells you the book, written by Rev. J.H. Jowett, M.A.,
is intended to be used as a prayer for every day of the year.
The copyright page gives valuable tips,
as valid today as they were 113 years ago!
Today is December 22nd.
The prayer for today is one I want to share with you.
(I pray I am not breaking copyright laws by sharing this!)
Pray with me, will you?
(And enjoy the beautiful, lyrical language of 113 years ago.)
“Lord of all life, wilt Thou quicken me in the ministry of Thy life-giving Spirit? May no part of my being remain in deadly insensitivity. May I be alive unto God! May all my powers aspire after Thee, as flowers after the sun.” AMEN!
When my dear daddy, Sal,
Left behind his earthly pain
He took with him some items
But left behind the main.
He took his smile and chuckle,
His twinkle and his hugs,
But he left behind his calendars
And the fancy cut glass mugs.
He took his constant excuses,
Like “I missed that day in school,”
But he left his love of convertibles
(Our son thinks they’re pretty cool).
He took his love of walnuts
But the nuts he left behind;
They’re his daughters, Jan & Sally,
-And we’ve got his nutcracker, too-
(We knew he wouldn’t mind!)
Happy Father’s Day and Happy Crackin’ to all the nutty dads out there!