The Last Day Of School 2014

The last day of the school year finally came and went

All the rooms packed up in plastic and tearful goodbyes offered

As off to their homes the children were sent

No fanfare at home, just birdsong and gentle breezes

A quiet house, a tasty lunch, then start cleaning up the pieces

Of the evidence of my family’s habitation, as I had inclination

Tidy this corner then that one and wash a few dishes

Sitting, resting, and reading

Ah, those are my riches!

Peanut Butter and Jelly

Peanut butter and jelly and a mug of tea in hand

Savoring the flavor of the strawberry jam

As it oozes and drops sticky sweet on my plate

I lap it up greedily, for my cravings to sate

The peanut butter seems to have spread

From the bread to my fingers and to my arm

So I licked that off too, it’s part of the charm

Of eating peanut butter and jelly with a mug of tea

It’s quite satisfying really, at least for me.

Daddy

My father and his father before him was Daddy, not pop or dad
War hero, college grad, dutiful son, brother, husband, daddy, and grandpa
Irish baritone and sometime tenor, piano tuner, accountant
 Mr. Fix It in red plaid shorts, the family's good will ambassador, loved by most
He took pride in all he built, repaired and painted
A faithful Christian/Roman Catholic, altar boy and sextant assistant
Lived what he believed, a peace negotiator who loved his church, family, and country

He prepared friend's and family's taxes for free
He loved my sisters, my mother and me
He loved his grandchildren, nieces and nephews
He ate scrapple and kidney beans, (well no one is perfect)
He took me roller skating and ice skating and baseball games as well
Every weekend he watched collage football and the NFL
He came from Belmar and he loved the beach and the ocean
I remember my summers were full sand of suntan lotion

I've written all of this in my humble way to say
"Daddy in heaven have a wonderful Father's Day!"