My Father's Day Entry

Latter Day Sinner

(I never claimed to be a saint)

Charity Cash

Location: Alabama,
Birthday: July 18

Bio: Mother/Leader/Herder and Main Cheerleader of a truly diversified brood. My daughter is Creek/Choctaw/African-American/White/...One son is Cherokee/Choctaw/White, and the youngest son, though blond(?) is like me: Choctaw/White, with a little bit of Black Irish thrown in for seasoning. I love them all, colorful as they are. That's not counting the Pitbull and the German Shepherd - I swear, they're smarter than my kids.

MY RECENT POSTS

Open Call - Raise Your Voices and Denounce an Injustice
March 17, 2010 01:21PM
And Justice for All - In the Spirit of Crazy Horse
March 16, 2010 09:35AM
Inspired by Others, I Decide to be Brave
February 27, 2010 09:09PM
Top Secret & Confidential: Dear Me
February 26, 2010 11:01PM
A Thousand Apologies, and a Thousand More
February 26, 2010 09:07AM

MY RECENT COMMENTS

“I write not so that I won't be afraid, but so that I won't be so filled with rage…”
March 18, 2010 08:24AM
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March 18, 2010 08:12AM
“Well, we made the right hand side of the feed for a few minutes anyway. Thanks t…”
March 18, 2010 02:04AM
“I'm humbled by the response and the out-pouring of love y'all have shown. Let's ke…”
March 18, 2010 01:38AM

Charity Cash's Links

Essays, Musings, and Other Assorted Nonsense: And Justice for All - In the Spirit of Crazy Horse; Inspired by Others, I Decide to be Brave; Top Secret & Confidential: Dear Me; A 1000 Apologies, & 1000 More; Oh, Those Wacky Birther Kids; Make New Friends, but Keep the Old; Of Mice and Men; When Does School Start Again?; Dear Daddy; Raw Adventure; Sympathy Food; Butt Stick Stupid Elitest; Then I Went North; I Went South; We're All Just Pagans at Heart; Will I Dream of Her?; Hot Girls Take Karate; I Miss Him
Poetry: Father; Undone; Dirty Not-Quite-Haiku; Gospel; One of Us
Time Wasters: Dark Roasted Blend; Mental Floss; Neatorama

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JUNE 26, 2009 1:50PM

Rate: 6 Flag

I 'fess up - this was my Father's day entry. Many thanks to those of you who rated it.

Father

No one shows
the pride in me
that you did...
I felt it.

No one knows
that you speak still
clearly to me...
I hear it.

Ice blue eyes
your length of limb
in my children...
I see it.

All these years
past memory warms
beloved father...
I miss you.

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rAted. this is a beautiful tribute.

Chuck A. Stetson

June 26, 2009 02:08 PM

Well done. Quiet and beautiful.

Owl_Says_Who

June 26, 2009 02:32 PM

I love this poem. Rated.

Shivaun Nestor

June 26, 2009 03:36 PM

Moving tribute to your father. You do his memory justice with love:

"All these years
past memory warms
beloved father...
I miss you. "

To be loved as much by daughters. Thank you for the post.

peece,
dj