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The Property (Ours and Flowers)

The Property (Ours and Flowers)

Update: It has been a decade since I originally wrote this poem after losing my dad. The original video link was lost, but I recently gathered 50 of the original photos of my parents property and flowers to create a brand-new highlight video tribute. Please take ten minutes to slow down and wander the yard with me.

 

We are so busy in our lives. There’s time, but too rare is it that time, we make. Mostly, it is the allowances that we welcome, our time it does take. So, slow down, take ten minutes or so, and go where this takes you. It’s safe I assure you, and visit as often as you would like to.

Missing Dad

I’m here in the yard, at the house I grew up in. I mowed the lawn as I usually do. But I’m missing my Dad. He’d be sitting right here, outside in the warm air.…