The Meaning Of The Dollars Poem by Patricia Gale

Thirteen years had passed since the first tear was shed
Many more have followed
Missing my dad my best friend
Daddy’s girl I was called, the girl he made into a tom boy
We changed the oil in a 68 Chrysler
Just the right size to crawl under a car
One day his memory came flooding back
When his wallet I did receive
Inside six silver certificates
One dollar bills
One for each child who loved him so

He kept them together close to his being
The way he wanted us children all to be
I can picture the bills in his hands
Every night as he prayed
Let these dollars represent each child
Lord keep these dollars close as I want them to be to one another
So now the manta has been passed to me
That I should pray for each sibling
That we should love one another no matter what

Worry not my precious Father I shall do as you did
Ever night before I close my eyes and slumber calls
I shall pray for us to succeed and love like you loved us
I will remember to forgive as you taught us
And not let foolish words get in the way
For we all share the same line of blood
From a Father who is still the greatest man of all