I would like to share my dad’s writings & some photos. He left them with me and there are days when I open his brief case and breath in his smell. It still smells like him and I needed to read this tonight.
He wrote the poem at the bottom, my first day of school in Fort Smith Arkansas. It was 1970. I was an August baby so I was the youngest in class. I remember being behind and afraid that they would forget to pick me up from school. He never did.
By Dan Antell
Today I present to the world my daughter
She has eyes of blue and white golden hair
She’s ready in her little starched dress to
begin her first day of school.
And I ask you world be hind to her and treat her with care
For she’s my daughter and has always
been protect by me. It’s sad to think She
will find other heroes in the world besides me.
She has eyes of blue and golden hair
And because she’s my daughter, none so fair
A will-of-the-wisp is my little girl
She’s not a gem, she’s more like a pearl
That is so rare that I can see
A man would keep her indefinitely.
When so little she cuddled close to me
But now she’s growing and I can see
A day when she will go on her way
But thoughts of her will always stay
as a pleasant memory when I get old
for I’ll still remember her eyes of blue
and hair of gold!
41 thoughts on “My Pa (Dan)”
This is priceless Michelle, a lovely memory… thanks and thanks for the follow too… Barbara
Diane grabbed the words first, but what a treasure! And I love the idea of framing them, maybe a collage of pics and poems? Then make sure you show us:>)
What a treasure you have. I have my dad’s keys. Something about them… all that they went to of course have no use now… but he carried them everyday. My dad wrote too. Having your dad’s brief case and his poems and that they were about you… what a treasure worth more than gold! Thank you for sharing them with us! Now we know where you got your talent! 😉
Words of love for his daughter. A blessing to be loved. 🙂
You are most welcome. God bless you. Loved ones are always with us, in our hearts. 🙂
Me too. Our everlasting spirit lives. Our body is a shell.
I can relate. I had an experience when I was young, and lost my grandfather. What occurred that evening had a profound effect on me. One of the two things I need to write about.
I most definitely will. I am getting closer to disclosure. We all have a story to share. Thank you Michelle.
Wow aren’t you blessed!
What a lovely tribute to your Dad…you are very blessed to have been so loved. 🙂
What a beautiful post! Thank you for sharing such wonderful memories of your “Pa”. You have been blessed and your “being” who you are is reaping of these rewards. Looks like he did a grrrreat job! I enjoying your blog which I just discovered. Namaste
Thank you so much for your kind comment Michelle, and thank you for telling me about your dad :). (I lost my dad on february 2007.. I miss him everyday). Ancient history and Third Reich era are my big passions. I’m doing a research of Erwin Rommel’s life & career. He is my hero :). Thank you for following my blog, i’m glad to connect with you. Your blog is beautiful. Wishing you a good weekend.
What a loving father, Michelle. You have been blessed. No wonder you are such a blessing! 😀
You have a super day too!
This is priceless! I would so frame & display them!
I sure would!