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whether they are
just in my head
or in old faded
black and white snap shots
you are ever there
strongly imprinted
as a forever part
of just who I am
a silent partner
if you will
to the contribution
of my DNA
a person in who's face
I see a vague resemblance to
my own nearly every day
and mannerisms and habits
apparently through
the miracle of genetics
I received those as well
from you
or so Mommy says
but I must say myself as well
that I tend to believe this
to be true
for even without your daily
influence
you helped form me
into who I was meant to be
I cannot ignore your contribution
I thank you most for your genetic
gifts of
humor
intellect
wit
and most of all
interest and creativity
but I cannot let slide
the wonder of curiosity
about most anything
you passed on to me
oh so very generously
between you and Mommy
I received some of the best
markers for a winning personality
and for that Daddy
I thank you and she
for the wonder and grace
of such a gold mine owed
to the finer points of my
familial inheritance
(Jan. 30, 2011 501pm)

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for my father whom I was thinking about earlier today as I glanced through some old black and white photographs. I never knew the man. He died when I was but a toddler yet all my life my mother has pointed out traits in me that she says I had to have inherited from my father's genes as he did not live long enough for me to mimic those things. This poem came from those quiet moments I spent with those dozen or so photographs I have of him and my recollections of previous conversations  on this very subject that I had with my mother many a time throughout my childhood and adult life.

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©30 January 2011 - 10:17pm — palewingedpoetess
31 January 2011 - 12:39am — humanpulse
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Lady, I never seen in this

Lady, I never seen in this site who can  write as nice and expressive as you do, especially when you write about the family The concept that I adore. One day I hope to create a family. I wish to have a son or a daughter who may remember that  once upon a time I was here.  

(Pay no attention to a drunk man feelings)

The bottom line: I liked this song of yours as I appreciated the previous ones.  Stay genuine.

22 September 2014 - 1:43am — palewingedpoetess
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Hey Fahad,

I miss your emails how you been. Was going through all my single comments and replying to them and imagine my happy surprise to come upon this one of yours from so long ago. I hope you are well. Do write me a long newsy letter soon and I will be sure to reply back with some utmost momentum. Sincerely your friend, Melissa