the edges of myself

words, words, words

from the very beginning– you’ve shown me

the steadfast path– gardens and greenery,

selling strawberries by the side of the road


i looked to you for all things– the

even, steady hand willfully moving forward

a shining example of what i could become


always taking careful time with me– your

pride in my accomplishments shining through

your sparkling eyes and gentle nod.


the day i left you– packed my life into a

little red car and turned away from childhood–

my heart began to rip– before it realized


it could stretch– across the thousands

of miles of space i placed between us–

across the worlds of difference between me and you.


each twisted turn i’ve taken along this path

you have constantly been behind me– an enduring

source of encouragement and support– unquestioned.


as time continues– my children grow– your

children grown, so too does the love that has

always been unconditionally granted–


you will always be my dad– and i’m forever

your little girl.  no measure of distance

or time can alter the fabric of our family.

2 thoughts on “the fabric of our family

  1. yeoldefoole says:

    that’s really nice, Mandy. aside from the wonderful content, there’s also a sense of quiet which pervades and I really respond to that!

    1. mandycregan says:

      thank you so much, Gary. my childhood very much had a sense of quiet– most of which i believe was created and nurtured by my dad, so i’m glad that comes through.

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