Daddy

Daddy

By M. F. B. Porter

I remember you when I hear

planes fly overhead

I remember you hugged and kissed me

off to my bed

I remember our sunny summer

trips to the beach

I remember all the quirky

'daddy-isms' you teach

I remember warm days with you

in the chilly movie-house

I remember you setting traps to catch

the scary basement mouse

I remember long drives with you on

quiet sunday afternoons

I remember lazy strolls with you

under phasing moons

I remember you singing 60’s songs

about love, about life

I remember our tearful dance the day

I became a wife

I remember you in the morning as I greet

the rising sun

and I’ll remember you when each of my

hard days are done

I’ll remember you every day

of my life I live on

and I’ll remember you even long,

long after you’re gone.