love for you
became her care
until she joined you there
grief gives way to fields and wind
and now I hear your voice again
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Published in Bell’s Letters Poet.
Father’s Day – short poem in love and memory
14 thoughts on “Father’s Day – short poem in love and memory”
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Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
This is a stunning poem, Ellen.
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Dear Merrill, Thank you very much. Love and blessings, Ellen
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Such an exquisite poem…as a father,you moved my heart tremendously! Thanks for the blessing!
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Dear Wendell, I am honored that my poem touched your heart as a father. You have the gift of encouragement! Ellen
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Hi Ellen. The line ‘grief gives way to fields and wind’ expresses very well the eventual path of loss. Jane
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Hi Jane, Thank you. This is what happened. I was driving on country roads home to Oostburg, from Sheboygan, and the wind and the fields reached me with their healing. I was 29 when my father was called Home and 50 when my mother “joined him there” in 2004. How strange in a way to write those numbers, and how brave my mother had to be. Good to share our stories. Thanks again, Ellen
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Beautiful and comforting words, Ellen!
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Dear montucky, Thank you. So kind! Ellen
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Hearing the voice yet again…sweet…hope for the heart.
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Dear Kathy, Thank you. Yes, “hope for the heart.” Ellen
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Very sweet, and made me smile at the end. Beautiful.
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Dear MIsky, Thank you for your beautiful comment. This poem was a gift. Ellen
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This is really beautiful–so soothing to know that grief gives way to the hearing of our loved one’s voice again. God bless you, Ellen.
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Dear Caddo, This was a gift. Blessings, Ellen
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