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.
![L to R Auntie Karen [oldest] My Pa [Dan] Aunt Sandee [Youngest sister] I look like my Aunt Sandee and even more so now! What a blessing to see my Pa again. I love this!](https://michellemarieantellg.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/karenpasandee.jpg?w=199&resize=199%2C204&h=204#038;h=204 "KarenPaSandee")
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.
Will-of-the-wisp
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!
Tell Me About It 
What a beautiful treasure to have from your Dad!
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Beautifully written. Your father would have been a great blogger.
Thanks for sharing.
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So wonderful that you have these. I hope you did frame them 🙂
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What a treasure you have. Your dad’s words. A suitcase. Knowledge that time was taken to reflect upon those he loved. Beautiful and thoughtful poetry.
Ellespeth
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I love this post !Beautiful. As alwyas, my dear pretty friends. Blessings. with love maxima
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I love this post, what you wrote, the photos, your father’s poem, all the love. I loved my daddy as well. Wish I had some of his words to breathe in as well. What a beautiful homage to him. Paulette
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You are very welcome Michelle! 😉
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Yes we do! Fortunately I have someone on both sides of my family that are genealogist. They’ve traced my family back to the 1500’s on my moms side but only to the early 1800’s on my Dads side. While I appreciate them doing that I am after the family stories and legacies. I love stories! They really tell us who we are. I have started writing my own memoirs as well. Good luck and God bless!
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Beautiful words and love shared by two beautiful souls… Your dad and his heart shows in his beautiful words… Your heart shows in sharing them! Beautiful! 🙂 Thank you both!
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this welled me up! so prfoundly beautiful – the love of a father for his daughter. I love my dad to bits too .. they’re really special, aren’t they ❤️
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What an epic and beautiful treasure you have here – a really special way to share.
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A pleasure to read and enjoy such a beautifully loving human sentiment 😀 thanks ~
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