Sunday, July 22, 2012

A Father's Gift


Yesterday I thought of you
Not only because it was your birthday
(Happy Birthday, by the way)
But because someone was smoking
A Marlboro red
And it smelled like home to me
It was a surprising reminder
And I couldn’t help but smile
And last night when I was drinking
Coke and rum
I had a distinct feeling that you were drinking
Coke and whiskey
Because sometimes it’s just how a day needs to end
Especially when you’re turning older
Or you’re celebrating
(I hope you were doing both)
And I didn’t call you yesterday
To say happy birthday Dad
To ask if you felt any older
To which you would have replied
Nope feels the same as any other day
And we both would have chuckled
Our phone call coming to an end fairly quickly
Because I never know what to say to you on the phone
As I grow older I become more okay with that
Because the evidence of your love for me isn’t merely words
You have always been a man of action
Long hours spent working
Big gestures through unexpected gifts
A teasing smirk
A squeeze to the pressure points on my shoulders
Because sometimes I think you like to see me squirm
And sometimes I don’t mind
Especially since it is often followed by a hug
You are not very candid with how you feel
And that’s something I’ve grown to appreciate
Perhaps I’ve become more discerning
Or maybe I’ve just become more like you
But often it is the smallest gestures that mean the most
A pat on the back as you walk though the kitchen I just cleaned
Telling me that you checked out the school website where I’ll be this fall
And that it looked ‘pretty good’
Trying to be supportive despite your concerns
And saying in passing that you’re planning on helping me
Pay my student loans the first couple months
Even though you’re praying I get a job
Somewhere close to home if possible
(But not likely)
I wish I could have been there for your birthday dad
If only for the fact it was the first one you’ve had without your dad
He was a man of action too
A man that I know you admired deeply
A similar admiration that I have for you
So you’re a year older
A year wiser
And a year closer to your trip to Amsterdam
Happy Birthday

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