A Poem by Naomi

An experience I had a seven years old.

The warning blasted on the radio, 
right before the tornado hit.
Thankfully, it was a mile away and we had time
to rush down to the basement.

"We'll make a pallet." Daddy said.
I didn't know what a pallet was, and I couldn't stop crying.
The fear of the tornado overwhelmed my heart,
and I felt a terrible feeling throughout my body.
So my brothers and my dad went upstairs
and brought down all the blankets and pillows we owned.
We made a giant, fluffy bed from them that we laid on all night, 
as Daddy told us of his childhood.
"I'll only tell you the good parts." he told us.
Daddy told me stories of when he met mom and of his days living in Chicago.
None of his struggles showed in his stories, unlike what Momma told us about Daddy.

The warning signal stopped as the tornado went down our street,
or maybe I just couldn't hear it then.
Daddy had thrown a blanket over us to keep us safe
as he held a piece of wood over the only window.

The tornado passed, and we where okay.
"That's life." Daddy whispered to us.
"All you have to do is be patient and the troubles will go away."

Daddy gave us our nicknames in the basement that night.
I was his Gypsy-Girl,
Cassidy was the Baby-Doll,
and Silas was King Of Trees.

I miss the happy days..

© 2011 Naomi

Author's Note

My second poem about my dad...
I don't really know what to say for this one but...yeah. Hope you like it.

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wow this is awesome! i love this. Good job!! :))) mind checking out some of my work? thanks :)))

Posted 12 Years Ago

Baby this is so sad! You've told me this story a few times but I've never grasped the entirety of it. It's such a beautiful story, but it almost made me cry cause I know the situation now. It's such an amazing, memory Naomi. I wish I had some like this with my dad. Actualy, I have one or two, but not like this. So hold onto it forever and ever..
I love you hon. And message me soon on fb.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Thank you for the good poem. We need to remember the good days. Nice to have some memories of laughter and time with family. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Memories are some of the best inspiration for writing...and this poem is further proof of this! Nice job on this heartfelt poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Sometimes to simplest of memories, give us the greatest joy!
Honest emotions, and heartfelt!

Posted 12 Years Ago

Childhood memories are most important, and every once in a while you remember something you haven't remembered in a while. I love this poem, another favorite!!!:)

Posted 12 Years Ago

This was amazing. I could relate a lot and something like this happened to me in my childhood. Keep writing :)

Posted 12 Years Ago

Beautiful love! I felt this! I miss the happy days when my dad was here...this is wonderful nostalgia, beautiful! xoxo

Posted 12 Years Ago

Nice poem, but I think it would have been better if you made it a story than a poem. That way, you can give the readers more details and vivid description of what that experience looked like or felt like for you. But still good job. :) and i love the nicknames! :))

Posted 12 Years Ago

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