SONNET FOR MY DAD
by Marie Elena
My father earned a living teaching youth.
He shared with them the music of his core.
He showed them how to honor life and truth,
And gave his time to all who graced his door.
My father is a man to emulate –
A man who holds to ethical ideals.
And even now, though years have slowed his gait,
They haven’t marred the crux of what he feels.
My father’s love is deep; allegiance strong.
His charity continues to abound.
He taught me well to judge what’s right and wrong,
To gather stars, while keeping feet aground.
And so it is I pen this gift through tears –
I thank my God for granting us these years.
© Marie Elena Good, 2012
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So moving, Marie!
Thank you.
I love the line:”To gather stars, while keeping feet aground.”
It reminds me the Lord gives us all the same kind of thoughts at times. The last line of a poem about snow I wrote is: Heaven’s stars were underfoot today.” Of course, the stars you refer to are not physical in nature.
That’s lovely, Sheryl!
“Yes-indeedie-dootie-daddy!” – Boots Bell(?)
Dad says that! 😀