It was early morning i do recall, many sunrises and sunsets ago,
To bed early that night before tomorrow would surely make a change.
Morning was morning as he opened the door to a new day, heading for work,
Like a dream those days past don’t seem real anymore, faded and foggy.
Last time i saw him i was a boy and he was going off to earn a living for the day,
Never again would he be seen by me or i by him as day by day time would change.
Seasons would go by, turning Into years as one day I would become as he was, a man,
I have existed in this world without him for most of my life, I have outgrown him in age.
I remember his time here with me, It was very short but he had his own life before mine,
His time as a child was also somehow the same as mine in that he played the same way.
He grew and became who he was, a navy man and a machinist who traveled during Korea,
On a ship to many countries he stopped, a journal and much poetry left behind as he touched the sky.
More than thirty four years after his son grew up without him, a very special package sent for Christmas,
Pictures of a father whose face was fading, a journal of his Korean war battle, and poetry, different than me.
Last time I saw him, a little boy standing with his father watching as he left, a final goodbye, touch the sky.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
A touching memorial.
Thanks for reading
On Mon, Mar 10, 2014 at 11:54 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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That’s hard. Thanks for sharing. My father and I didn’t see each other for ten years, due to his divorce from my mother, his moving “cross country” and starting another family. I loved him, even though we only had baseball and football in common. Still, I love him; It still hurts.
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I really love this! Especially the last line. Very nicely done!
Very touching. I could feel the words. Great job!
My pleasure. Have a great day Keith.
Thank you.
I have to catch up reading your post. 🙂
You’re welcome.
I was in the middle of replying to your last comment, and it disappeared. I’m at a lost. I hope when I turn on the laptop I can retrieve comments. Take care of yourself.
I’m still here, Thanks for reading.
On Sun, Mar 8, 2015 at 1:22 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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The pleasure is mine.
Keep writing and reading
On Mon, Mar 9, 2015 at 5:13 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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I will, thank you! You take care. I’ll have to catch up on your blog…and I will. Blessings!
Have a great day and night.
On Tue, Mar 10, 2015 at 5:59 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You also. 😊
Thanks
On Wed, Mar 11, 2015 at 6:02 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You’re welcome.
Thanks a lot
On Thu, Mar 12, 2015 at 3:38 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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My pleasure! Have a great weekend Keith!
My pleasure Keith.
I miss my own Dad… I remember my husband now. My kids are so blessed to have a daddy like him. Hooray for Dads!!! 🙂 Very touching indeed!
This brought a tear to my eye. Thank you so much for sharing.