Because of You

In Memory of my Dad and his passing . . . December 1, 1994

Because of You

Time has passed, my Father,

since that day you left this earth,

but echoes of your life and memories

go on and on.  Your smile and your laughter

comes floating by in the wind sometimes, I could swear.

You were a tender man of many colors, hopes and dreams,

you were full of tomorrows, something better was

always on its way.  You taught me to look for rainbows

and silver linings and to keep expecting the sun at any moment

to poke its head through the clouds.

You filled your container as full as you could

with life, love, and laughter and gave it

to all your children . . . to make it our inheritance.

You lived your life in a hurry, always on the move,

gathering episodes, telling your funny tales, dreaming your dreams.

So I guess it was to be, that you had to leave before the chapter closed.

And yet, dear man, you always found the time to dry our tears,

comfort our fears, and chase the boogie man away

so that we too . . . could believe in tomorrow and smile.

You shared things, so simple, so good  . . . the real things,

the keepers, the ones that mattered.  Your love made us strong,

knowing we were wanted and cherished. You stayed through it all,

the good times and the bad, and because of you . . . we learned

the art of loving children . . . of our own.

Joanne Cucinello

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