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Daddy Poem

Frozen Moments

 


young child portrait
© Liv Friis-larsen - Fotolia.com All rights reserved.

You were three years old.

Balls were bouncing in the gym.

Children were running, shooting baskets.

Among all the chaos

I saw you grinning at me

 wanting me to watch you.

You waved at me - I waved at you.

You showed me how you could dribble.

The moment froze in my memory.

 

You were three years old.

I picked you up from day care.

You were excited about learning to swing high that day.

Driving home you told me all about it.

You were so excited

Then you got quiet and said,

"I love you - Daddy"

The moment froze in my memory.

 

You were three years old.

I was making supper.

You were watching TV.

As I walked by your room

I heard you singing by yourself

with the songs on Sesame Street.

I stopped and listened.

The moment froze in my memory.

 

As you continue to grow -

frozen moments continue to fill my heart.

While they may seem insignificant to you

they are golden to me.

Frozen moments are memories

that make the soul rich.

A rich soul

makes life complete.

 

- Tom Krause

Copyright 2006
www.coachkrause.com


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