Dr. James R. Comer

Always looking for the signs, daddy. I love you.

FEATHERS

I sent you a little white feather
I placed it right there in your way
I wrapped it in love with a message
to let you know you’ll be okay

I drew you a colourful rainbow
It followed your car for a while
I made a spectacular rainbow
I hoped it would show me your smile

I flew down a beautiful robin
It landed right there on your ledge
I prayed he would give you the strength
to push yourself back from the edge

I try every day to remind you
that I never did go away
the feathers, the rainbows, the robins
are my way of trying to stay.

🪶🌈 🕊
Donna Ashworth
From ‘LOSS’; poems to better weather the many waves of grief
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Here is something I recall my dad always saying as I was growing up.
“Something worth doing is worth doing right the first time.”
Take pride in what you do.
Also, as far back as 4th and 5th grade, I recall that he would not tell me how to spell a word until I could show him that I had attempted to look it up in the dictionary. He proofread my papers, even through college, making corrections and suggestions, then eventually complimenting me on my improved writing skills.
I appreciate these things and hope I’ve instilled them in my own kids.