Dad And Daughter Poem by Glen Kappy
Dad And Daughter
from 'While Passing Through'/Fall
In an empty lot
a waif of a girl—
straw-haired, pale—
smiles up
at a big man—
tattooed, tanned—
who scowls in concentration
over a rainbow silken kite
in his meaty hands.
Hi, Valsa! And thanks. These two were such a contrast. And the implied tenderness in this dad with the delicate kite was touching. Hoping this finds you well in all ways, Glen
The casual sights leave clear impressions on the mind of a poet! Fine observation!
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4/28/2024 2:18:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a tender contrast of togetherness. Reminds me of my dad flying kites with us. Lately I've been enjoying watching dads and their little girls at the swimming pool.
thanks, laurie. obviously i was touched by these two, the contrast of them, the earnest caring of the dad. good to see such things in the world; there's many i'm sure, but you'd hardly know it here in the u.s. from the focus of the news, especially local news. may our eyes be lamps for our bodies, as jesus encourages. -glen