A Man’s Man
I was touched, today by my father,
With the uncustomary soft-sad lull of his tone.
I could hear the tears as they lingered,
Behind his saddened eyes.
You see, his canine friend and companion, Lucky,
Who had been by his side since the day he was whelped,
In the silent, lingering hours of the night,
Lucky gave up the fight, In the comforting arms of my dad.
In the tone of my father’s words,
I was reminded of the depth of his love,
And that the tears of this man so human,
Make him very precious to me.
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
Fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
- Bill
Love,
ET