Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
:) beautiful as always William!Thank you for this days beauty addition,warmest wishes!Your children are fortunate with you as father,but Im sure they know that!Aleksandra
And my thanks and best wishes to you. The dear ones you refer to have learned to suffer nobly, probably because they know me better than I know myself. I’m the lucky one.
I just knew this answer of yours would be like it is :D we all are lucky ones! Take care of each other!
And that goes for all of us! Best Wishes to you William for Father's Day. I still don't think luck has all that much to do with the human relationships we foster threw the long-haul, but has more to do with love, wisdom, compassion, humor, hard work and perseverance. Have a lovely Father's Day!
A great thought provoking poem.
Double-plus good, William.
Lovely people.We will, Aleksandra, thank you.Stickup Artist: You may well be right. And your wishes make me feel lucky all over again.Gray, thanks. If so, it’s because it has a reader like you.Thank you, Peter!
I Don’t Have A SonI don’t have a son.I’ve never been a father.But if I had, they said,I’d have been a good one.But I was a son once, young,and had a good father, too,with whom no wasted timewas ever spent.But if I had a sonI’d tell him the truth,which my father never did…that life goes fast by.You won’t believe itwhen you’re twenty,but at fifty you’ll wonderwhere he went.Copyright 2010 – Ponds and Lawns-New and Corrected Poems, Gary B. Fitzgerald
Beautiful poem, Gary. Thanks for sharing it here, and for making it part of the record.
A striking and profound piece. A refreshing alternative to all the twee (although no doubt sincere) poems about dads kicking about at the moment.
Thanks, Jim. It’s so easy to speak or write without thinking, and to think without observing, and of course the result is often trite or secondhand, which in turn becomes and reflects an entire way of life. The question I ask, word by word and line by line is, Is it true? Right or wrong, clearly perceived or not, the answer must be given honestly.
Love does, indeed, abide.
Aye. Thanks, Tess. And welcome.
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