The Home Our Father Built
No matter where we are in life, no matter what the year,
No matter if we’re happy, sad … no matter what we fear;
We always have a constant thread that follows us throughout,
A safe place where our hearts can land to calm and soothe our doubt.
It’s not a house of brick and mortar (they just come and go),
It’s not a place upon a map to travel to and fro,
The place that brings us comfort, brings security and hope,
Is not a “place” at all, and yet, it’s all we need to cope.
It’s where our “home” has always been, it’s right here with us now,
A feeling, deep inside our hearts that carries us somehow;
It’s family … it’s knowing that they love you to the core,
It’s knowing that you have a place; you’re part of something more.
Our Mom and Dad created that soft landing we all feel,
That place where warmth and safety is both comforting and real;
Our father is that tie that binds our present to our past,
He built a strong foundation that was truly meant to last.
Dad’s more than who we run to with a cut or scratch or bruise,
He’s more than who we look to when we need insightful views,
He’s more than just a shoulder or an ever-present ear
When life is throwing curveballs or some chaos brings us fear.
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Dear Dad … you’ve mended broken hearts and lifted wounded pride,
You’ve shared your wisdom, love and care (with Dad-hugs on the side),
You’ve taught us lessons, you and Mom, that we can pass along
To generations down the road to keep us growing strong.
You built that soft, warm place that lies within each person here,
The comfort that we’re part of something bigger, something dear;
That “something” is our family, and you have been our guide,
Creating each, a sanctuary carried deep inside.
So thank you Dad for all you do, for all the love you share,
For all the extra miles you go to show us that you care;
If “home is where the heart is”, then I think when taking stock,
This family is blessed to have the best home on the block.
/Kit Detering June 15, 2024