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Dad...so many images come to mind
whenever I speak your name;
It seems without you in my life
things have never been the same.

What happened to those lazy days
when I was just a child;
When my life was consumed in you
in your love, and in your smile.

What happened to all those times
when I always looked to you;
No matter what happened in my life
you could make my gray skies blue.

Dad, some days I hear your voice
and turn to see your face;
Yet in my turning...it seems
the sound has been erased.

Dad, who will I turn to for answers
when life does not make sense;
Who will be there to hold me close
when the pieces just don't fit.

Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time
and once more hear your voice;
I'd tell you that out of all the dads
you would still be my choice.

Please always know I love you
and no one can take your place;
Years may come and go
but your memory will never be erased.

Today, Jesus, as You are listening
in your home above;
Would you go and find my dad
and give him all my love.

-Judy Burnette

That's lovely, John. I guess your father must have been quite an inspiration for you. I wonder if there's some reason you posted this poem right now.

Ariel

Ariel,

My father died shortly before Christmas. Two weeks ago the father of some very close friends of mine also died. I knew this man almost like a father too.

The thread about Kathy's mother made me realize how much we all miss our departed parents. I just felt compelled to share this poem in the hope that others would find joy and/or comfort in it because of it's beauty.

It is a beautiful poem, John. I started a message to you several times last night, but didn't quite know how to word it. (thanks, Ariel ) It's tough, I think, when you get to an point in your life where you start to lose the ones you love. It seems that has happened to a lot of our piano world friends lately.

Jodi

Yes John, thanks for sharing that wonderful poem. I'm sorry to hear about your father's passing, and also sorry to hear that I missed hearing about kathyk's mother as well.

Thanks John...

I wonder how long before the tendency to spontaneously burst into tears goes away.

kathy, I still occasionally tear up when I think of someone who passed away more than 25 years ago. It never completely goes away, you know.

Kathy, you and I clash like oil and water, but that doesn't mean I don't value you, and your feelings. I've prayed for you every day, all along during the day, as I thought how much I wished I was able to to do something to ease people's pain. John C. suffered a loss of his Dad. I could tell him how lucky he was to have *had* one, and what it was like growing up without one, but that doesn't ease his pain. I haven't lost my mother - when that time comes I don't think I will be able to handle it. I can handle *anything* - I'm tough... I push my way through and come out on top no matter what. The more pressure you place on me, the harder I fight. But the day I lose my mother will be the day I fall apart. I cannot imagine how you feel. But if I could take it away, I would.

I don't know when the crying stops. Like Dwain has said, it will never completely go away. But it will get to the point that you can think of all the happy memories, and talk about her fondly without falling apart again. It just takes time.

Never.

From personal experience, I can only tell you that those tears of sorrow, will eventually turn into tears of joy and fond memories. Your tears now, are a tribute to your father. Let them flow.

Joy, in that you were fortunate enough to have had this person (parents are people too!) be a part of your life. That this person was your father, your brother or sister, your uncle or aunt, or just a friend, doesn't matter. You were a part of their life and you were a part of their's.

Confession. For me, this was a "deja vu" moment. I was just now thinking about my bother-in-law, someone who was like a brother to me, and a second father to my children who passed away several years ago. As my mind was reflecting back on his life, what he taught me, and the joy that his being gave to me, I am just so very thankful to have been blessed with having him in my life.

Tears are good! One day they will be replaced by moments just like the one I had, that remind you just how lucky you were to have had your lives entwined.

Larry, I am truly touched and I thank you for your tender thoughts (I know, I know, I know - I don't expect it to last - but all the same! :rolleyes: )