happy fathers day

 

when i was a  little girl

i remember telling mum

"when i grow up i am going to marry my dad."

i remember on the weekends when you would make our breakfast

and the cups of tea were white and sweet

and the toast was buttery and thick.

i remember the secret language you taught us

it used to drive mum crazy

and how to catch fishes

i remember sitting on the bathroom vanity watching you shave

and you would put shaving cream on my face and i would pretend to shave too.

i remember when mum was overseas and we thought it was a good idea

to take it in turns to cook

i almost killed us with creamy pasta

but you never complained.

i remember calling you from the valley at some crazy time in the morning

and you came and got me.

held my hair the night i drank too much

gave the bullies at school the fright of there lives

 sat through endless haircuts while i was training to be a hairdresser

the only dad to do so

and hold 36 show bags while my brother and sister and i

rode every ride at the ekka.

i remember every thing you and mum did for us dad

 

 

of course it wasn't always easy.

nothing ever is.

but i wouldn't change a thing.

you have lived such an amazing life and you were always an inspiration

to me.

so i dedicate this to you dad.

 

i can't take you for breakfast this year(that you had to pay for because my card wouldn't work!)

but i will be thinking of you all day.

happy fathers day dad.

i love you very much.