Friday, February 23, 2018

Daddy's Girl--By Carl "Papa" Palmer--United States

Daddy's Girl

Removing the library card from my wallet
the picture, her first day of kindergarten,
comes to view through the plastic sleeve.

That morning she woke me early, wanted
to watch cartoons rather than go to school.
This photo Mom took, us cuddled under

covers eating dry cereal, hugging pillows
in television's glow, her eyes on the screen,
my eyes closed, fingers combing her hair.

Brought from my reverie, a small child's
voice somewhere behind me, "I'm so glad
you're my Daddy, Daddy. I love you."

"I love you, too," I whisper.

Carl "Papa" Palmer, United States          

Carl "Papa" Palmer of University Place, WA is retired military, retired FAA, now just plain retired without wristwatch, cell phone, alarm clock or Facebook friend. Carl is a Hospice volunteer and president of The Tacoma Writers Club. 

MOTTO: Long Weekends Forever

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    1. As is your writings, Jack. Thank you, Sir.

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  2. Dear Carl, your poem moves me, you describe a scene full of love and tenderness between a Papa and his child. Wonderful!

    Best wishes,
    Inge

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    1. Appreciations, Inge. Thank you for choosing this poem,
      a reminisce of and for Papa's everywhere. I love WHISPERS and you, our wonderful editor.

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  3. lovely write Carl, what a sweet memory.

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    1. Coming from you, Peggy, a compliment to cherish.

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  4. Warming vision, Carl.
    __ Looking into my Granddaughter's eyes, I see her Mother's glem; memories.
    _m

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    1. A vision we all can share, a poem you soon should write. That's what we poets do. Thank you for thoughtful comment.

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  5. Everyone;s heart will be touched.!!!! Reflection when reading will HAPPEN. Be Ready All.

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    1. Thank you, my friend, coming from a fellow Papa and Dad of your little girl growing up next door to my little girl.
      Be blessed.

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