Ponds In May: a poem for Dad

Title Ponds In May  written May 10, 1999
 
Natural wonders in a frog pond
Wet land
Temperate days during springtime
Pollywog to Bullfrog
My days of my childhood
Many fun adventures
Many dream filled minutes
My life
My dreams
Your life
Your dreams
A sea to journey upon

Sail far, Dad
Swim strong across the lake that divides us
To your journey's end
Blissful wonder
A momentary glimpse
Of Land's end
The Paradise of our
Uncommon desires

I shall hold fast to the memory
And kind acts of compassion
The my Dad bestowed
If a weed, I be, In God's garden of eternal wonder
Let us all slip into Paradise
with an easy nod of awakening in the spirit.

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Footnotes
1  Peter Douglas Tokar is the author of this non-rhyming poem which he wrote on Monday, May 10, 1999  with the hope of reading it to his Dad who was dying in a matter of days or weeks  Peter William Tokar is the name of Peter's Dad and it was younger Peter's final farewell to the father he often called upon for guidance or happy wishes or assistance or joining together in music jam sessions with younger brother Marty and friends as Dad played his Gibson guitar
Peter's soul was a conduit or channel to bring this poem to the page and then to post it here