For Poetry Friday I’m sharing a poem I wrote for my father, in memory of him, whom we lost just shortly after his birthday last year. His birthday would be today, October 13th. He loved the fall, but most of all he loved his family above all else, and he could never do enough in gesture, for all of us. Serendipitously I wrote a poem with leaves, and sketched out some leaves for Inktober, that I collected on my walk. My dad could probably identify all the leaves, he loved trees and knew them all by name.
MY FATHER’S GIFT
Leaves of time
dance in my
memories of you
finely in fall,
Let me remember
one from the
your gift to me–
Mow your lawn,
your gesture larger
than any action–
Rake your leaves–
© 2017 Michelle Kogan
Sharing some poetry in music–my dad and I were both big fans of Steve Goodman and we used to play this song together.
Irene Latham is hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup this week at her blog Live Your Poem, thanks Irene! She’s offering up some fun books, thoughts, poems, and more connected with the number 13 for, Friday October 13th, have fun!
My heart is with you today. Your father was such a lovely man.
Hi Rhonda, thanks for your kind thoughts, I’m glad you got to spend some time with my father.
So sorry for your loss. Your poem is full of that feeling of gathering leaves of hope.
Thanks Margaret, that’s a beautiful feeling “leaves of hope,” my father was filled with hope too!
Oh, Michelle, I’m so sorry you lost your dad. That is tough, and this poem is such a beautiful remembrance of him. Thinking of you and your dad today and wishing you continued healing and more beautiful words! XO
Thanks for your warm thoughts Irene, and “beautiful words” have masterful healing powers!
What a beautiful and poignant poem of remembrance, Michelle. Beyond its deeply personal significance for you, it captures the essence of the season — how we try to grasp moments of splendor while reconciling loss.
Side Note: at the exact moment I clicked on your post, I remembered a dear friend’s memorial service that was taking place at this hour. She died this past Sunday, and her husband (who died 7 years ago) was a big railroad man. Steve Goodman’s song was Bob’s song. And now it’s theirs to sing together. Thanks so much for sharing the video; lovely to know you and your Dad sang it together.
Thanks Jama, I’m happy my poem spoke to you of the season and its change, that’s part of life. And I like also this spiraling connection the Steve Goodman song has, Steve Goodman and my father we’re both very caring and connecting individuals. Sorry too to hear of your friends passing.
Michelle, I’m so sorry for your loss. Your father sounds like an amazing person. And your poem captures the bittersweet joy of beauty and remembering and loss.
I’m so sorry for your loss, Michelle. Your poem of leaves gives us a way to remember others in our past, “carpet history/and yours–” shows your love beautifully. I’m glad to hear about your father, and send hugs to you for this sweet poem on his birthday.
What a beautiful tribute to your father. Golden memories – those are the ones we must hold on to. I am sure they help you to get through this season of remembering.
Thanks Leigh Anne.
A beautiful post and poem on what must be a really tough day, Michelle. My heart goes out to you. PS. I love this song too 🙂
Thanks Michelle. This song and music would light him up!
Your father sounds like a wonderful role model for how to be a loving person, and you clearly were a good student! Hugs to you.
Thanks Tabatha, he was a wonderful person in so many ways!
This is such a beautiful tribute to your father and the connection you shared with him. I’m so sorry for your loss.
Hugs. What a lovely post and song. You bring such beauty and soul to everything you do.
That is such a true comment, Brenda! Hugs to you Michelle.
Thanks Brenda for your kind thoughts and words!
Sending love to you, Michelle. Anniversaries can be very difficult when we’ve lost someone. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.
Thanks Laura, I carry thoughts of my father with me always.