What a poetic expression of love and admiration. Sometimes our eyes, a nod, a smile, speak eternally for us...as did this poem...for your Dad! Beautiful.

Micke

My ends are still as loose as they were a year ago. Hope someone ties me up soon. This limbo is paralyzing me.

Walt

My Deepest Empathy With You. I lost my Father long ago, he was 30 years old in 1968.
Your Poetic Express Reaches Into The Depths Of Hearts Sorrows & Faith.
Embrasse'
Vickie

Having just returned from a funeral, the poignancy of this piece got me right in the throat...and the heart.
The wistfulness of all that wasn't said and was said is superb! How do you say so much by not saying certain things???

Cryssa

So Important this poem of yours...Eye opening and heartfelt. Thank you Stan, you are truly a very unique man.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

....."words, aloud". .. .
there arent really any [words] that pierce any more beautifully than these. ..so what to say that ahsnt already been spoken or breathed or felt?
the situation itself renders one silent, tenderly amazed at the grace in which you capture each fleeting moment; each small thing, a hand trembling, a shoulder drooping, a sigh of years. ..the delicate ache to hold on and somehow be able to elt go.. .
this is hauntingly spoken; such desperate reality in which a soul, a man, a BEing is cherished....
those words above i typed arent even comparable to what you give, to what you openly penned. ..
mon dieu
how rare you must be.
i'll jsut be quiet now and sit at your feet.
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It's hard to know how one feels in times like this...but you have done a masterful job in the undertaking.

Peace, always,
Dan

Dad,…….we will walk the trails …again
together, I promise

A truly heartfelt piece, my friend. I lost my Dad eight years ago now, and I still miss him immensely, and I, too, hope we'll be able to walk those trails again, together, some day.

I remember these thoughts, these feelings. Fourteen years ago I looked at my father and wondered the same things. Your piece is stunning in its poignancy, Stan.
Myrna

Loss, painfully penned - I'm so sorry, Stan -

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(