Father’s Day is approaching. Due to lack of funds, I’ve not seen the girls but twice since June 10 of last year. We won’t even really get into the 73 times that the Court ordered telephonic visitation has been interfered with in this same year. This seems a gross disparity of justice. Yet, I love them more than life and always will.
Nuzzle and Nudge by Michael Romani Scissors, tape and imagination A box cut cockpit in transformation She found herself adrift in endless space Just seconds away from my embrace My gorgeous interstellar sailor would sail With moonbeams and fairy dust that prevails She subsists on chocolate given by her father As I check in from time to time on my daughter The things we do for that thing called love Isn't it one of the best lessons from above For every cradle that exists there is an altar On that I dutifully pray at and will not falter It's in these moments of utmost humanity When I've managed to set aside my vanity That I begin to realize all God gave at Calvary And remember my role is to serve with humility His death redeemed all his children without artifice Trending in this manner ready in his sacrifice We fathers, in turn, offer ourselves in being near As we give bits of comfort and love truly sincere Active engagement in nuzzle and playful nudge Building fortresses of tomorrow that will not budge This is what God has set out for each of us to do If you have, then every day is father's day for you (c) June 11, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved