Memories...

Wow two posts in two days... trust me this will not happen very often, but tomorrow is a very special day. I could not let it pass without remembering first and foremost our Heavenly Father. Without Him we are nothing! Thank you dear God for sending your son to die for our sins, so we can spend eternity with you! "John 3:16"

And I could not let the day go by without remembering my Dad. I wanted to share this poem with everyone. I wrote this a year or two after my Dad passed. He was a very special person, I can still see his smirky grin and hear his laugh. He spent the last 8 years of his life in a nursing home with senile dementia. It was a hard time, but I could always get that grin and laugh out of him. He was my hero and I still miss him! So if you still have your Dad, give them an extra hug for me today! Happy Father's Day Daddy!

My Dad
He stood about five feet four
A fairly good size man
But oh, he was so much more
I was his biggest fan!

We always had a roof over our head
And plenty of food to eat
It could go without being said
Family needs he always did meet.

There was always love in his eyes
Even tho it was not always spoken
He seemed so friendly and so wise
That was one of his greatest tokens.

He was as calm as he could be
Unless you crossed his path
Then he would talk till you could see
The road you were on would lead to wrath.

I never remember him raising a hand
Or speakin’ an unkind word
He was actually as gentle as a lamb
And almost as quiet as a bird.

I was always Daddy’s little girl,
the only one he ever had.
Until time passed by in a whirl
I had my little girl, He was so glad.

His heart she did capture
Papa this, and Papa that.
he did listen to her that’s for sure
So much love, imagine that.

I could go on and on and on
And tell you about my Dad!
There are so many memories to think upon
They tend to make me sad.

But Dad is in Heaven now
At times I miss him so much.
But I will make it thru somehow
Till I too feel the Father’s touch.

- Nel Curtis

IN MEMORY: Olan Beavers January 3, 1918 – January 2, 1998