Sunday, June 19, 2011

Song For My Father


                                         
                                        
A collection of rooms - four walls
a floor, some furniture - a house
a shell, no soul, empty....waiting

For someone to fill it - waiting
for a family's love, laughter - dreams
A home....a solid foundation.

You gave that to me - my father
You stood inside it and said yes
This is the place - this house.

A collection of rooms - four walls
a floor, some furniture - my home
echoes with the gifts you gave....

love

             ----Lori Elliott Webster



Scott and I hope all of you had an enjoyable weekend and Father's Day!  Enjoy the coming week, my friends, we'll be back with normal blogging next week.

8 comments:

Miss H said...

Lovely Lori, and thank you for that poem.


Ps. Horace Silver classic perfection

Unknown said...

Thank you, Miss H.! I knew there was actually a song with the same title, but I'd forgotten the tune and who wrote it. I keep plagiarizing titles, but not words....title inspiration is very dear at 11:00 pm on a Sunday night.

John Sandel said...

It's all your own, Lori. I'm impressed.

Unknown said...

Thanks, John.....once in awhile I like to live it up. :>

Cafe Pasadena said...

The title sounded familiar. So now we have another nice one. Horace Silver & Lori Webster!

Unknown said...

Thanks, Mike!

Rose - Watching Waves said...

Lovely tribute and expression of love ...

Unknown said...

He was very special, Rose. Thanks!