Today's a different kind of Friday.
I woke up in my childhood
home, eager for a walk down
memory lane. Dad will read his
paper. And our lazy morning will
turn into a day of quiet
conversation. The gift of time together.
On my different kind of Saturday,
we'll visit a famous local garden.
I'll play tourist as I search
my memory for remnants of visits
made in days long gone...thrilled
to make new memories, both grateful
for this gift of time together.
We'll begin our day on Sunday
just us two. He'll read his
paper and I'll sip my coffee.
Father. Daughter. Sunday is his day,
after all. And this year I'm
here, together with him. Making this
a different kind of Father's Day.
Hmm...I like this. You are a daddy's girl-like me.Nicely done!
ReplyDeletebeautiful....really beautiful!!!
ReplyDeletei love the scrapbook page....so glad i found you or you found me. this is a real treat for me!!
This is just beautiful, Adrienne. Sounds like a terrific kind of Father-Daughter day -- one that I can only dream about having lost my father a long time ago. Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great gift, to be able to bring your past into the present for one weekend of togetherness. :)
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful! I love those different kind of days. How kind of you to visit your father for father's day!! Oh, and I love your photo montage!!!!
ReplyDeleteI hope you and your father have the most special kind of day possible.
ReplyDeleteA lovely kind of day. and weekend :)
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely Adrienne. Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I'm a daddy's girl too ;)
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful poem. Enjoy your time with your father.
ReplyDeleteNamaste..........cj