A Word About Daddy

I was only three when I awakened him
to announce: “Daddy, I’m afraid of the dark”
Mom stayed asleep.

“Oh honey, let’s go see. Don’t be afraid.”
Lifted high atop his shoulders
I had no place to hide my face

His touch, my legs wrapped tight against him
was enough to comfort me, help me feel brave

I kept my eyes open
while we wandered through the silence
and watched the full moon
make shadows through the blinds

The furniture held its emptiness
with no monsters in sight
I knew I was safe in my father’s love
and that was all I needed for the night

That was all I ever needed

Jean E. Taddonio

About geniecan

Born and raised in " America's finest City" received BS degree in nursing years ago... main career besides wife and motherhood ( and now a grandma)was as a hospice RN for 18 years...Take great joy in finding the good in all things and believing that " No Thing is Ordinary" the title of my blog. I am working on a children's picture book story named R-Qu.. a rock falls of his mountain. Writing poetry is one of my happiest things to do. Yoga, water aerobics,, gym exercise and walking our wheaton terrior, Finley, with my husband Jim are favorite things...oh yes...singing in the choir at Church and recognizing God as #1... are most important... I also have a home based business with magnetic and far intra red health care products..peace to all who read this, Love, Jeane
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