Thursday, June 14, 2012
No walking adventures today. Jane, Dad and I spent the day at the V A Hospital. It was time for Dad’s annual physical. The facility is clean and bright, filled with friendly people who go out of their way to help.
We had short intervals of waiting between exam, EKG, chest X-ray, blood test and signing up for a new internet program.
During our last waiting period I handed Dad his green notebook.
Wow! Major resistance to the idea of writing anything.
“I know one word, a two letter word and it’s spelled ‘N-O’.”
I am dreadfully persistent.
I’m glad I insisted …
How beautiful she is
The lady, across the table
I wish I could tell you, —-
If only I were able
And the lady on my left, —-
My daughter, I can tell you
They are the beauties
I find by my side
They make my days lovely
I hope theirs are too, —-
Making it unanimous
Nice. I think that to be true.
Dad! With Daughter Chris, —- and Lovely Jane
6-14-2012
And then we waited again….. more resistance. I reminded Dad that if I hadn’t insisted, he never would have written the lovely poem. He read the poem he had just written, smiled and said, “I wrote this poem?”
Searching For Words
It cannot be true
That there is nothing to write about
For I am with lovelies
Chris and Jane
Days are full
Of events to cherish
How fortunate we are
For what more could we wish?!
I am searching for more
Words to express it
But the words above,
Pretty much say it.
As I waved goodbye, Jane and Dad were headed for a stroll around the Chelsea Pond.
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