Poetry

PJH – My Dad

He drove a ute

Built a seat in the back

Wind in our hair

Not a care in the world

How lucky we were

Petal and Blossom, he called us

Shorn lambs we became

Family holidays at the beach

Sharing new adventures

How proud we were

A foundation of strength

Holding a point of view

Strong opinions

Sport was his passion

Leadership skills to admire

Fairness was his

He guided us through teens

Supported our choices

Let us learn from mistakes

Gave us a solid foundation

To build our lives

My sister and I

His time came

After nine score years and three

To his creator, he went

Always remaining

My mentor, my spirit guide

Kathryn Kaye Spence

Sydney 2014

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