Let's Pass On The Goodness We Have Known

One cannot remember his father
without mentioning the ambiance and love
he created around him.
Some remember the house where he grew up

For me it was my dad's arrival from work.
He brought with him, cookies and fruit.
After dinner he told us stories from his dad.
Mom, sisters  listened  with admiration.

He  paused when mom served a cup of tea or chocolate
This break let the youngest among us go to sleep.
Many times we enjoyed the presence of neighbors.
They all loved my dad's story and my mom's tea.

This way I remember my dad's love.  I say to myself,
write stories, of your dad or of your grandpa, or mine
It is my turn to tell my grandchildren my stories
And to pass on the goodness we have known.  

Happy Fathers' day to all pa's and grandpa's