THE FATHER OF MY CHILDREN

THE FATHER OF MY CHILDREN

Written for John with love.

On Father’s Day I think of you

And the children that we share,

You have been a great Father,

And always showed your care.

The children of our hearts ~

Now quite fully grown,

You can reap the benefits

Of the seeds that you have sown.

They love you with a passion,

Laugh and share your days,

You have always been there,

In oh so many ways.

You walked the floor with them

And wiped away their tears

You carried them in your arms

And gently calmed their fears,

You have driven them to University,

To music and their sport,

The time has flown so quickly ~

Much faster than we thought.

You discuss politics with them

And the latest garden news,

Always you have listened 

And respected their differing views.

They are who they are 

Because they come from you,

I just want to tell you

That I share their pride too.

A special man – a man of few words,

And I know that they are glad,

That you are their special friend

And they can call you “Dad.”

© Linda J. Vaughan

FOR MY DAUGHTERS

FOR MY DAUGHTERS

I remember feeling comfortable

Holding you in my arms,

Being totally in awe

Of all your baby charms.

I remember rocking you in your cradle

And singing a lullaby,

Nursing you through midnight hours

Not wanting you to cry.

I remember when you would wake

All cosy and warm from sleep,

Feeling such love for you

It oft times made me weep.

And now when I look at you 

I see the women you have become,

It totally overwhelms me

That I have been your Mum.

I often hear the music

Of the lullabies I would sing,

The memories are beautiful

And such special joy they bring.

© Linda J. Vaughan.

June 2007