Father's Day In Bakersfield Poem by Dianna Nally

Father's Day reminds me of an early breakfast,
Family gathering together at the park
Chicken, potato salad, burgers on the grill
And of course we always fished till dark.

Brother's and sister's and all their kids
Dad always liked it that way
Mom would work her fingers to the bone cooking
Just to make it a perfect day.

That's how we did father's day in Bakersfield
Nothing elaborate at all
Kids playing and swimming, some even fishing
Everyone just having a ball.





This poem is dedicated to my father who is passed. I was born in Bakersfield CA.
and the simple life was always our way of life. The best way of life.Family should always come
before anything else.

Dianna Nally
6/17/07