A Tribute to a Great Dad


This year I had to let go of my dad's hand for the final time, and I wrote this for him in that moment.

Dreams of Magic
Dad hesitates to let go of my tiny hand,
and when I glance back...
                                                   I see dreams of magic sparkling in his eyes.

He insists I listen to my mother because she’s fair,
Yet... we eat cheesecake for supper when she’s not there.
His laughter echoes on the prairie
each and every time I miss the tooth fairy. 
He spoils me a little too much.
He heals booboos with a touch.
He walks me down the aisle with a promise
that love is always worth the rush.
He teaches my children how to dream
while he pans for gold in a stream.

Dad hesitates to let go of my hand,
but this time, when he looks back...
                                               his dreams of magic are sprinkled in our lives.

 Happy Father's Day to all you great dads, may everything you do inspire someone to dream.

8 comments:

Teresa Cypher said...

Beautiful, bittersweet. Writing can be such solace when our hearts are breaking.

I'm sorry that your dad isn't here with you for tomorrow's special day.

But you've certainly remembered him beautifully in this post, Tanya.

Victoria Lindstrom said...

Tanya - Thank you for sharing the beautiful poetry about your Dad - what a lovely tribute. What more could a person hope for than to "sprinkle dreams of magic." He definitely lives on in you, dear friend.

Wendy Lu said...

Happy Father's Day, Tanya. I know your dad must be very proud of you and everything you have accomplished. This is a touching and beautiful poem - isn't it wonderful how writing allows us to harbor fond memories of our loved ones?

By the way, I'm hosting an awesome blogfest and critique giveaway at my blog from June 22-24 that you should totally come participate in if you're interested! :) Hope you have a great day.

~Wendy Lu

The Roarin' Twenties Poetry Blogfest + Chapter Critique Giveaway (hosted by The Red Angel)

Jess said...

What a beautiful, sweet poem and a wonderful tribute to your father. Thank you so much for sharing :)

Pk Hrezo said...

Aw, that's wonderful and admittedly jerked a few tears from my eyes. Dads are the best!

Trisha said...

This is a lovely tribute to your dad, may he rest in peace. I'm very sorry you are having to do without him now.

Richard said...

I love that line:

He teaches my children how to dream
while he pans for gold in a stream.

I hope that's me, too.

Vicki Tremper said...

Beautiful. You made me cry.