I got this for my birthday this weekend. It was a precious gift. (Not the carving but the words)
His eyes are a darker brown, although they look black sometimes
They are covered with skin, his eyelids
They resemble his Native American ancestry – Dark brown or tanned
Springing forth from his brownish eyes and tanned skin is black hair
Though it is the same as his black eyelashes, it is a little different
The rest of his hair has gray brought on by age, kids, finances, stress, worrying, fighting, and mistakes
I like his hair, gray and black
I like the things he used to tickle me with as a child so long ago, his eyelashes
I makes him, Him
His tall, formally lanky figure intimidates some but to me it is familiar
His crooked smile that was passed down to me – That is Home
His warm creative soul is why I am who I am today
This is who I call Dad
This is who others call Mr.
This is who God calls child
He is a man
He is my dad
He is a child
He is me
Belated Happy Birthday! Beautiful writing. Child is really the father of man, isn’t it? Wonderful.
Yes. Children create the parent.
Very beautiful and touching… Happy belated birthday!
You’re an amazing person and very inspirational.
I’m glad I was able to meet you through your blog and your daughter eyes in her writings… She is precious
That is so beautiful. For a child to be able to articulate those feelings, you must have done something very right.
He is a man
He is my dad
He is a child
He is me
How perceptive is that? My heart is thumping all over the place here.
The ending was powerful. Blew me away. Not in a cute my little girl did this but more damn, how did she know that? I felt physically in my chest when I read the ending. I can’t imagine what she will do as she begins to play with more and more words. Anybody can use a thesaurus but that knowing and seeing can not be taught.
Yes, you are absolutely right. She is very intuitive. Gonna be a force to be reckoned with, that one is. Hope she’s got your stamina, too.
Maybe she won’t need it as much or at least for the same reasons. 🙂 She’s tough though and smart.
Happy Birthday, Plato. Thanks for livin.’
🙂 thank you sugar