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November 07, 2006
Poetry by: Angel
A flannel shirt and Old Spice
today i went to find a warm flannel shirt for my husband,
as i was looking at the shirts, i saw one that reminded
me so of my father,
he always wore flannel shirts
they were so soft to feel
when i would hug him
and he always smelled of
old spice after shave
oh how i miss my daddy
the memories just came
flooding back to me
my heart started to hurt
so much
i wish i could hug him
just once more
and kiss his cheek
and smell the old spice
he was my best friend
my daddy
he was always there
for me
when i was a child
he taught me how to
work on cars and
to fix them myself
he built me a little
push cart and he
would push me
underneath the cars
when he was working
on them
i was his buddy
his little girl
and i miss him so
i know that someday
i will meet him in heaven
and i will run to him
and he will hug me
and he will smell of
old spice
and he will be wearing
a flannel shirt
and i will be his little
girl again
rebel productions oct 2, 06
Posted by i220 at November 7, 2006 11:11 AM
Comments
When my grandfather died of cancer, it was difficult. I remembered him with such great feelings but at the same time I hardly knew him. Having moved away at such a young age, I never got to properly know either grandfather. I do envy those who get/got to spend significant time with their grandparents and hope for my kids to one day get to know theirs. BUT. I am so happy that the little time that I did get to spend was so precious. AND I am closer with the rest of my fam for it :)
When my mom's dad died (also of cancer), I decided to write a song - not for him but for my grandma in memory of him. It was the only way that I felt I could connect. But it stays with me forever and brings him back when I sing it so I feel lucky.
Love.
Posted by: i220 at November 9, 2006 09:40 AM
!220 beautiful that you wrote a song for your grandfather, i love that. well you can be the best grandpa ever someday to your grandkids. i love being a grandparent, so cool, you get to have another chance, and not make the same mistakes you did with your own kids. it's so fun to play with my grandkids too, keeps me young at heart.
peace
angel
Posted by: angel at November 10, 2006 11:08 PM