The Way We Were

         Thanks to Ruth  at Discover.Play.Build, Ruth Ayres Writes for this Saturday tradition of sharing our celebrations.   

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        It was a good week, starting with my older granddaughter Ingrid spending Saturday night and Sunday morning with me.  There is something very sweet about the words, "Are you awake, Grandma."  Really!  I had more than one good meeting with colleagues, both individually and in groups, and more wonderful book group meetings with one group.  We're nearly finished with Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt, and it's been a joy.  I'll share about that another time.  
         Today I want to celebrate my husband because yesterday would have been our forty-ninth wedding anniversary.  Despite the good week, it's also been sad, and Arvie has been even more on my mind. 

Read Between The Lines

Poetry Friday today is hosted today by a poetry wordsmith extraordinaire, Mary Lee Hahn at  A Year of Reading.  Thanks, Mary Lee.  Everyone, please visit to check out the wonderful words shared.

               It's Father's Day this Sunday.  I wrote a poem for my husband, to thank him for the wonderful father he has been, and now grandfather.  

With our youngest grandchild-Imogene.

Read Between The Lines

               – To my husband, a good father

Rocking, walking, out of sight,

whispers lulling in the night.

Once in a time, telling sweet stories;

faces opened like morning glories.

Masked adventures, crevasse jumping,

swinging high and legs a pumping.

Slicing in the peaches, cranking for ice cream,

licking on the paddles, creating little dreams.

Driving to practices, soccer, stage, LaCrosse.

No griping, groaning - never made a fuss.

Dried the tears, allayed the fears, still the hugging way,

kept the shadows back forever, at least for another day.

Wish I could see all this again, memories continue sharp.

My husband makes the best of dads-filling up my heart.