Na/GloPoWriMo #11: Letters From Father To Daughter by Michael Doyle
Dearest Daughter, I didn't know I would be a father When I took the chances that I did And I've always tried to keep it hid
I see your eyes of confusion Between truth and illusion And, yes, they called me a hero But sometimes, I feel less than zero
Please pardon my composure But, I have dreamed that chemical exposure Would wipe out my system's immunity Or, that one day, I'd have a family
I am sorry for the times, I'm not there In my heart, you are always near And though it less to revere I want your world to be less to fear
I am so proud to be your father And to know you are my youngest daughter I can hardly wait til the time I hold your hand But until then, I understand
Love,
Daddy
Dear Father, I am your youngest daughter I may not say it a lot But, it's not easily forgot
All of the stories I've heard of you Half whispers about all you do And all of those things you once did Not sure who you're fooling; it's not hid
I am a lot like the best of you And I am proud of all that you do I may not say this every day But, I love you in every way
I lay awake listening to you play guitar In my heart, you are a star And when you make me laugh out of control It's times like these, you touch my soul
And Dad, you really need to know I love you more than I dare show That Covid shot scared me, please survive I really need you to please stay alive
Love,
Your Daughter
Dearest Daughter,
You are my hero... love, Dad
(c) April 11, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.” – Galileo Galilei, physicist and astronomer (1564-1642)
“Kindness is more important than wisdom, and the recognition of this is the beginning of wisdom.” – Theodore Rubin, psychiatrist and writer (11 Apr 1923-2019)
Na/GloPoWriMo #10: On Bended Knee by Michael Doyle
There much stronger in its place Hidden behind such a pretty face Is a heart that beats stronger yet And a love that I will never forget
Though my heart is oft a deceiver I am blessed that you are a believer The cross you bear upon your chain Is the one of truth and not in vain
I know this as much as I know myself Clearer than all books on their shelf That around your neck is your confession To this I make my faithful concession
On bended knee, I give my heart to thee For the truth of you goes beyond what I see Hold me closer as the night closes in And let my love for you be the worse of my sin
For you are truly the very best of me If I am to speak this in all honesty It is my prayer that at the end of my life I will look into your eyes, my dear wife
(c) April 10, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Na/GloPoWriMo #9: The Covid Vaccination To Do List by Michael Doyle
It's spreading out Across this nation I've had my doubts But, time for the second vaccination
That then is list one And now that it is done It's time for second up Since I've drunk this winning cup
After a bit of a wait It is time to coordinate A long drive up to Michigan lake For a long walk and visual take
I promised my girls to survive And it's time and I am alive List item...set at two An abandoned theater and lakeside view
Item up as number three And maybe it is just for me But to let them always truly know I love them from the word 'go'
Then again, that was also item one And only forgotten as it is already done As I sit here in the waiting room My heart lifting from its gloom
Item four: lunch with the two of them As I sit here with almost no symptoms Every moment has its own celebration Greeted with this sailor's fascination
Item Five: Take that final examination After a long day spent post vaccination Taking in all the reasons for relief With no immune system, thankful there is no grief
Just the feeling of satisfaction That I have taken all needed action To do my part and to do my duty Now, it's time to appreciate life's beauty
(c) April 9, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“British subjects are to be governed only agreeable to laws by which they themselves have in some way consented.” – Stephen Hopkins, the Greatest Statesman of Rhode Island
“The moral education of the whole community in the common natural rights of humanity, as the ground of the social compact, is a necessary condition of free society, of a polity in which majority rule may be combined with minority rights….” – Harry Jaffa
Na/GloPoWriMo #8: The Jester's Crown by Michael Doyle
This poem is for all who gathered That might have been better tarred and feathered For all of those unfazed by the many storms That make up all of life's norms
In the beginning, I knew there'd be an end But in the in-between, I swore to be a friend Someone of the somebodies on whom all could depend And to never have to payback the given of the lend
Spending my time so complete and happily There in the dankness of the vagabond's company But, happier still to be with my family All helped to pass the time more than amply
Some might have thought mine a silent life Because I toasted the good cheer so rife Rather than spend my moments far too few On complaints that would never mend or do
This Heaven is pouring it out cold and hard But, I have one more dance to play this card As I invite all to join in a simple man's hoe-down Where none are too serious to wear the jester's crown
(c) April 8, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
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