Father's Legacy Relived
Like a snow-covered road
Winding upward through
Lesson-markers of
Redwood and pine
His time on this side
Remains an odyssey
Lovingly preserved
Rock and rut obstacles
Remain for tomorrows yet dawned
Destiny's beneath-the-surface hindrance
Reminds one will stumble again and again
Until watchfulness is learned
Such roads become trailheads
Traversing inevitable
Paths narrow
Climbing saps energy
Air becomes thin
Still
Above the clouds beckon
Such quiet guidance
He left behind
Frozen footprints of wisdom
For me to discover
In my own season
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My dad taught me calmness in the storm and was strong when he needed to be. He could make friends of a stranger in a minute and volunteered his strength at the drop of a hint.
But I also learned what not to do from some of his ventures. There is no finer accolade than to have your father brag about you.
Ron