Missing Him
December 24, 2007
Let’s work backwards:
First, I will miss him just sitting in his chair
content to smile as if he had no needs –
connected by spirit, happy to be.
I will miss the shuffle of his brave feet
planting the walker ahead like an ice axe;
climbing mountains we could not see.
I will miss him presiding above the fondue
a sorcerer stirring by candle light,
conjuring batches of yuletide glee.
I will miss him saying grace at the helm
from which he would love, work, and lead
a life of no regret, a life of family.
qazse 
December 26, 2007 at 5:08 pm
I can relate to this one on a personal level, and I’m finding this an extremely powerful expression. Thanks.
December 26, 2007 at 10:55 pm
I am glad it helps. I will keep you in my thoughts.
December 27, 2007 at 9:20 pm
Qazse,
What a joy to have had someone who could give you so much. Dobry
December 27, 2007 at 10:29 pm
Yes. It is about my father in law who hosted the family every Christmas Eve. He was a magnanimous man who accepted me as if he knew me all his life. He moved on two years ago. Thank you Dobry.