Saturday, April 8, 2017

Daddy's Treasure Comments

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Her wet cheek upon his shoulder
Daddy carried her to bed
Carefully easing up each stair step
His hand a cradle for her head
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Edmund Strolis
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Norah Tunney 08 April 2017

exquisitely delightful, perfect read before bed. What tender images-he carried her, carefully easing, his hand a cradle for her head, he laid her, he wished her. One of my favourite words is father so this poem brought back some sweet memories. Great photo it expresses the sentiments of the poem so well.

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Edmund Strolis 09 April 2017

I suppose that some people may be happy if I am afflicted by writers block but all of life is poetry and what depth there is to the simplest things. The Gandhi quote that you shared speaks to me so profoundly. I had read is biography as a young man. The message that he shared with a turbulent world ripples throughout humanities story and has become the integral fabric of our hope as a people.

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