I Never Even Told Him Thank You Comments

I think immaturity is the cause of many regrets. I can remember being embarressed to be seen with my parents also. We all have moments we wish we could have back. A beautiful tribute to your Dad! Brian

You always do such a great job at inviting us into important moments of your life, even when they're important hindsight. Thank you, Mary!

This is a wonderful and touching piece Mary. The skill you show with the imaginative use of free verse is to be admired. To have portrayed this emotion in any other way; to have divided it into stanzas, adhering to strict rhyme pattern would have destroyed the whole effect. As it stands, this is one of your most inventive pieces and is definately something to be proud of.

Memories like this can stay with you all your life. But time is remarkable; you can revisit it and remake it. Here you have produced a moving poem. I think your father has been waiting and is now content that you have come in your full circle. lots of love 2006 and on! Linda

Oh, Mary. This one made me cry like a baby. But don't worry, darlin - your dad understood. He knew what you were feeling and thinking at that time because he used to feel and think the same things when he was 16, but it didn't matter. He enjoyed himself because he was with his baby and he loved you. And he knew that when you matured you would look back on that moment as one of your most precious with him. I know he's gone now, but I know he's looking down on you with a huge smile on his face because he's so very proud of you. After all - look how beautiful and talented you are? What more could a daddy ask for? Shannon xoxo

See...the funny thing is, Mary, in best case scenarios...the older we get (our parents included) the more insightful we get...taking you out on the town probably served two purposes for your sweet Daddy...he did something nice for you...and he attempted to 'make up' to you for maybe not being the 'best' he could have been as often as he should have. No shame. No regrets. Let it warm your heart - over and over and over again - that he even tried. Hugs.

Hey Mary, It would be rude to assume that I know just how you feel - but have I believe many similar regrets about my mum. People tell me that she knows and it's ok now, so I guess it's the same with your dad. Lovely poem, I get it. Moyaxx