Dedicated to a man of magic and wisdom...my father. He gave his eight children his best.
My father had great wisdom
He passed to all his kids
A tender way of touching us
Our neighbors and his friends
He compassionately would offer
While pondering the blue
"Taste all your words before you speak
And walk in others' shoes"
He'd never turn from strangers
Who needed him...at best
He'd offer up his reason
"He's a friend I haven't met"
The wisest man of all my years
Had simple ways to prove
"Live long and prosper equally
Won't grow old if you act a fool"
He has ventured somewhere out there
Where Shamen go to ponder
Then watch o'er us with gentleness
Somewhere in the wide blue yonder
He is missed but in his way
He left his prints behind
Secure within his children
And deep within their minds.
Susan, you have many fond memories of your Father, I'm sure he reads your words and smiles in acknowledgement.
A tribute for a man deserving of them. Thanks for sharing him with the rest of us.
Lisa
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on August 2, 2004
This is a beautiful tribute, Susan!
So...you too were one of eight children, like myself,
and lost a father.
We have a bit in common.
Wonderful heartfelt dedication to your father, Susan.
I, too, believe that my Dad was a Shaman in his own way, and he taught me many wonderful life lessons, and I miss him so. But like you, I also believe that they now lovingly watch over us.
Ah Susan, this is wonderful, I am so sure your dad is just so proud of you and thanking you in his own way for this magnificent tribute, an idealic life you must have led as children...I truly envy you your dad...Peace, Ed & Rufuz
I wasn't as lucky as you, but life's given me other sources of strength and happiness.
Great poem with a title that tells all the magic.
Axilea
the shaman spirit, in this!
Wish my Dadda was still with me!!
Love Tinka
magnificent tribute for your daddy--i'm sure he's proud
thank you--enjoyed
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
A tribute for a man deserving of them. Thanks for sharing him with the rest of us.
Lisa
So...you too were one of eight children, like myself,
and lost a father.
We have a bit in common.
Beautiful tribute. I can see his wisdom in your writing.
Reindeer
I, too, believe that my Dad was a Shaman in his own way, and he taught me many wonderful life lessons, and I miss him so. But like you, I also believe that they now lovingly watch over us.