Walking With My Dad Poem by Hazel Durham

This is a very nice poem about walking with my dad.

A beautifully crafted poignant poem of remembrance. ++++10 Robert

This is so beautifully crafted poetry I only wish you had also read my moms smiles and just today posted 50th anniversary and see the commonality of memory dads and moms once were lovely we remember them always and will lovingly your poetry speaks freely lady poetree

An outstanding poem having well depiction of the past memories relating to dad has been astutely presented. I quote....... Walking with my dad in the untamed wilderness of County Sligo, Through the landscape bursting with growth and shimmering In the dying sunlight ........ .......... ....... ........... ......... Memories of my dad's dancing bluest eyes Shining even in the darkest night. Thanks for sharing.

What father would not melt at reading such a loving tribute? That secure feeling, your poetry takes me back to my childhood, a beatiful poem! ! There is a salt of the earth feeling in all of your poetry, you reach for the meaning in life with your poems, a gift to poemhunter! ! !

Beautiful and touching poem that remains in sweet memories of life, to be cherished again and again. Beautiful poem Hazel. Loved reading it.

You hurt my heart, girl... my Father died in 2003 and it hurts to think of him suddenly in the midst of the day and realize all over again that he is gone and I'll never travel the United States of America with him again. You have written your Father a loving tribute, Hazel, and I bet he is smiling down on you to hear the love you have for him. So beautifully written, smoothly flowing, like one of the streams you've probably walked beside together- 10++++++++++ and on my fav list

Such a touching poem, very impressive.

Loved this poem which is full of tributes to a loving dad, whose memory shines bright in the mind of his beloved daughter. Thank you Hazel, for sharing your feelings about your demised dad with us, through this beautiful poem.

This is a heart-warming poem. The memories are never lost; always alive in the depths of our hearts, and alive again with recollection. Beautifully composed!