Thank you, Starfire!
That poem to remember your Dad is both beautiful and so sad.
As our older relatives die, we realize how many stories and
talents are lost with them.
Thank you for sharing your poems with us.
Have a wonderful Monday.
Sawdust, shellac and guitars
these were the smells that greeted visitors
His dad passed away before he could pass on
all the tricks and things
he had learned over the decades
News I have
Four years late
that he is gone
as I pondered this
I picked up the bass he helped me restore
holding it like a living thing
and remembering
stopping in his shop
just to say "hi"
playing a tune or two
and reflecting about life, fishing, and everything
He would show me his latest
Creation
Restoration
Source of consternation
I had so hoped others I knew could benefit
From his gifted hands
Sad to say, sad to think, sad to realize
Those hands have turned cold years ago
Here I am with my Rickenbacker
holding, remembering
and praying
Christopher Allan Sheats 12-06-09 Starfire IV
My dad owned a business " Ideal Mfg Co" and made what he called " Avalon Shades" crafted and woven on large looms.Many celebraties of the 50's and 60's had dad's "shades" in their home. Jaschua Heifitz, Ralph Edwards,etc. Sadly he never patented these shades, and since he has died, the Avalon Shades of dear dad are reduced to only samples that I lovingly display as a bye gone memory!
Sounds like you too have those precious memories!!