I wrote a little ditty about our dreams and what we wish to accomplish and a little about my father.
He would recite this poem to us when we were kids.
Trees by Joyce Kilmer.
My favorite part was the last line, especially how he made his voice deepen and would say it with strength. My father taught me a lot of things…and I owe him so much.
I hope you stop by and read, maybe comment.
The blog post.
Share your thoughts.
Mostly, be blessed.