Happy Father’s Day! We have a lot of plans for the next 48 hours, so tomorrow’s post won’t be happening until late in the afternoon. (please don’t worry, late is better than never) Sundays are devoted to poetry on the blog. “Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley This is my poem for my husband today:
I always knew that you’d make a great Dad.
You’re the perfect mix of who I’d want our boys to be,
And making our daughter feel so loved and protected,
That she’ll accept nothing less for herself,
because you have shown her the way it feels to be adored.
You have made so many of my dreams come true,
This beautiful family which we have co-authored,
Tells the story of the greatest of these dreams.
Three men and a baby girl, ours to treasure for eternity.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.