In the smell of a newly cut field of hay,
the taste of freshly picked, sun warm, strawberries,
the happy face of a Jonquil,
the words of a Ferlin Husky song....
...there are times when I know as surely as anything that you are still standing right there next to me.
Happy Father's Day Dad....I miss you so.

A lovely homage to your Dad.
ReplyDeleteTouching~ I am sure your Dad knows.
ReplyDeleteSusannah
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteHugs :)
Lauren
Heartfelt and poetic.
ReplyDeleteoh so sad, handsome man,
ReplyDeleteEvening, wonderful tribute to your Father, Francine.
ReplyDeletehugs my friend!! OLM
ReplyDeleteRobin, what a wonderful tribute to your father. He had to be a wonderful man, to have such a wonderful daughter like you. hugs, Lecia
ReplyDeleteIn our hearts forever.
ReplyDeleteBlessings
Robin
Hugs!
ReplyDeleteWe are always "Daddy's little girl"! It will be twenty nine years ago next month that I lost my father...I miss him every day. Lovely post. Good to hear from you, my feathered friend.
ReplyDeleteRobyn
I think Daddys are always with their daughters...I know mine is always with me.---Jan
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