Dearest Dad
Well, Dad, back in the USA
New York city to be exact
Not quite exact, I'm on the beach
There's big crowds that come every day
Someone will take me home real soon
Here's to beat the bum last time was
That was a real bummer (new pun)
Like running with a pack of dogs
They picked a leader, off we went
But Son's okay here, please tell Mom
When I get a home, see me then
Lets hope it's soon.
I love you Dad
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
- Photo, an old Post Card from Margaret, please see the link below
- I am linked with Margaret at Artistic Interpretations, https://postcardartisticinterpretations.blogspot.com/2020/02/blog-post.html?m=1
- This is my second Postcard Poem that I've written from Coney Island (NO, I'M NOT THERE, just my "I LEFT HOME GUY" is) , my first older Postcard Poem (not me either) is here, please read it too if you'd like. It is a little hard to take, https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2016/07/dear-daddy-postcard-poem-project.html?m=1
A bit of beach after serving sounds fine as long as he heads home soon!
ReplyDeleteA touching post card poem, Jim!💝
ReplyDeleteStay on the beach as long as you wish. Have a bummer😊 happy Sunday Jim
ReplyDeleteMuch❤love
Hey Jim, - your piece made me smile this Sunday... Oh to be a Dad! And Oh to be a son, for that matter too...
ReplyDeleteI think that this would not make a father feel safe for his son...
ReplyDeleteI would have been worried too...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
I enjoyed your bit of the beach!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy your postcard poems, and will pay Margaret's site a visit as I might want to try this idea for myself.
ReplyDeleteAh, just did that, and I see that writing it as an actual postcard is your own idea – and that is the one I love. I'll have to look for local postcards – or old ones from other places I've been – and see what I can do.
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