The Rock Bucket

A poem about a father loving and remembering the love his life.

We filled our plastic rock bucket by the sea

She so little, immersed in love from me

Her pony tail always too high

Never wanting to say goodbye

Dancing, playing, building sand castles on the shoreline

I knew she would always be mine

I loved her more than any life’s brilliant shine

Every day, we went to Tom’s donut shop

Always a crucial munchies stop

Sitting in the sun, me elated, listening to the wave

My heart in heaven, guiless love she gave

Our bucket, “buckt she’d say,

Our buckt filled with rocks,

We chatted, I with my 3 year old love, hair in golden locks

Sometimes, I would just look at her, in disbelief that I could ever deserve this

I, in awe of my intense feeling for my love; unbridled love for my young miss

My life’s nectar, my reason for existing, God knows

How deeply and unreservedly I adored my buddy, my beloved, it shows,

Futilely, I sought to etch this emotion deeper in my heart

Than other moments of ecstasy, she and I would never part

Her giggle, her laugh, her mischievous glimmer, her radiating hair in the sunlight

We downed our donuts, wandering toward our ride

That I did not deserve her, it was true, But God gave her to me anyway, He was on our side

The doctors told me nothing could be done

At the beach now, looking for her, God had won.

Reviews

[reema]

it's so touchy..moved me...

[Angelic Surrender]

This is so beautiful. It made me cry. I love it. It reminds me of how my dad talks to me somtimes about when I was little.

[Hotwater]

A picture memory... to keep, never to be forgotten... not sure if this has happened to you but... you've captured the 'loving feeling' as though it had... so well done to you.
*bird*