Linda Winchell

(still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

' Daddy's Wooden Chair'


There's an old wooden chair by the roses,
Where my Daddy went and sat.

He would go there every morning,
And with God, would sit and chat.

Daddy's gone now some years ago,
But I still can see him there.
In his old time tattered,
Rose garden wooden chair.

I now sit there and remember,
Those times I had with him.
And ask God for daddy's protection,
knowing He forgave him, of his sins.

'I miss you my Dearest Daddy,
You were my closest friend.'
You showed me love and kindness,
Of which that, I always would depend.

I sometimes feel you by my side,
As I sit and reminisce.
I feel your arms embrace me,
And the tenderness of your gentle kiss.

I've kept your chair in the yard,
To remind me that you were here.
And now I take your place in it,
Knowing you and God are near.

Submitted: Thursday, July 17, 2008
Edited: Saturday, November 28, 2009

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  • Shirley Hanley (12/22/2009 5:03:00 PM)

    How really beautiful, this tribute to your Dad. I'm fortunate... mine is still living at age 89. I'm sure your words here would touch his soul. (Report) Reply

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (6/3/2009 8:53:00 PM)

    An amazing honor to daddy.
    So lovely and touching poem.
    I love the last stanza most.
    10++ with pleasure. (Report) Reply

  • Bassam Takatkah (5/13/2009 9:40:00 AM)

    fine poem, full of feeling toward that man.... the backbone of family... the tough and tender... thanks for this poem that expresses in my opinion everybody of us. (Report) Reply

  • Myrtle Thomas (4/19/2009 3:01:00 PM)

    I agree this is such a touching poem, it pulled the heart strings.Your visuals painted such a grand picture by the roses sits the chair.I loved this one.i wrote one about my mom called (The Worn Mirror) it is along those same lines of memory. (Report) Reply

  • jENNY lIND (1/28/2009 1:47:00 PM)

    This is a very touching poem using marvelous symbolism of your father's chair.
    I really like the image of the chair and how it alone brings evokes a person. It's
    an excellent work. (Report) Reply

  • Carl Harris (1/20/2009 9:22:00 PM)

    The idea for this poem is a very good one, Linda, and it expresses many beautiful thoughts about your late father and the memories of him you still hold dear. This poem is essentially written in the quatrain form with the 2nd and 4th lines rhyming.
    The first verse appears to be split up into couplets which do not rhyme, but if they were put together in a four line verse, like the rest of the poem is, they would be fine, and the 2nd and 4th lines do rhyme. In what should be the 3rd verse, you had some trouble rhyming the line ending words 'him' and 'sins' which do not rhyme. A simple solution to that is writing your 2nd line like this: 'The times I had with him, his grins, ...' Do that, and you have a natural rhyme for 'sins' without harming the integrity of that second line. The reason I've said all of this is that I liked this poem and especially that closing verse, which is quite beautifully expressed. Carl. (Report) Reply

  • Kimber Harrison (1/20/2009 6:46:00 PM)

    It's really sweat. :) It's really good and I love how you had such a close relationship with your dad. (Report) Reply

  • Danzen D. (11/20/2008 5:20:00 AM)

    Got tears while reading this. It's very wonderful...scenes of a cute little girl giggling in her father's lap while in a wooden chair flash through me. I could also almost see the author looking at the chair, sitting on it, looking up in the sky, smiling, eyes closed and feel someone smiling back... (Report) Reply

  • ..... Dog God 8hate (9/6/2008 11:17:00 PM)

    A vicarious trek through sentimental expression, as I read personal parallels
    and circumstance...I too was touched. Too bad the sacred moment was subject to (such) pedantic opinion, further back in posts...hmmm, Sherrie-e-e's (my possessive) . (Report) Reply

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