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    dots Submission Name: Daddydots
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    Author: Clayton
    ASL Info:    55/Country Boy/Somewhere
    Elite Ratio:    5.03 - 883/810/194
    Words: 410
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsDaddydots
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    Dad was such a simple guy,
    with a heart pure as gold.
    He liked to sit and doodle,
    and create the stories he told.

    Dad liked to sit and watch'em,
    at the park or a bench at the mall.
    He liked to write his poetry,
    believe me, we heard them all!

    Dad liked the smell of a campfire,
    coffee, chocolate and beer.
    He always wore his cowboy hat,
    and whistled Christmas songs all year.

    Dad had a bit of a temper,
    we knew he lost it now and then.
    But we learned to love and respect
    that man hidden away deep within.

    Dad was a collector of poor lost toys,
    with boxes of forgotten things,
    We knew he'd keep a dry ink pen,
    in case someone might need a spring.

    Daddy's brow was always sweaty,
    for work was just his way.
    With every tool you'd ever need,
    He seldom took our money for pay.

    Daddy liked to watch the stars,
    and play his songs for fun.
    He'd write a song by your request,
    believe me; we heard every one!

    Daddy loved his grand kids dearly,
    and spoiled them all with candy.
    He made them all something to cherish,
    because he was just so handy.

    Daddy's gone home early,
    The bell has tolled today.
    They must've pulled his number,
    And Angels carried him away.

    I guess I'll learn to whistle,
    And store some things away,
    I wonder where the north star is,
    And what does a poem really say?

    Bye-bye Daddy
    We miss you already
    Your Children; Allen, Joseph, Arleen, Renee and Russel










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      goodbye clayton you were a true inspiration reading some of your works is what got me intrested in writing. we will all miss your dearly may your children make you proud and god bless them

    sincerely,
    Eagle
    | Posted on 2006-10-20 00:00:00 | by (Eagle) | [ Reply to This ]
      This is such a sweet poem. I'm so sorry for your loss. I didn't know your father well either, but he seemed like a very kind person. If you need a shoulder to lean on, feel free to send me a private message.

    Hugs,
    Amy

    | Posted on 2006-10-10 00:00:00 | by cuddledumplin | [ Reply to This ]
      Russel,
    If only Clayton could read this poem from his children he would shed a tear or two, I'm sure.
    To have all these wonderful memories of a man each of you loved is something to hold on to forever. No one can take these memories from you.
    Times when you are alone you will remember this he said or this he done with a tender fondness.
    This write seems to go into every little detail explaining to us here at Elite Skills the kind of man your Dad was and things you remembered most about him. He left to you a treasure full of love and memories.
    I must say you share his talent of writing for you have did an outstanding job with this poem of your, "Daddy".
    Take care and hope to see more of you in this site carrying on your Dad's legacy.

    My thoughts are with you...
    ~Linda
    | Posted on 2006-10-03 00:00:00 | by AlabamaFarmGirl | [ Reply to This ]
      This is such a touching poem. It honestly brings tears to my eyes, and a sadness deep inside. I only knew your father here on this site, and I could tell he was a warm and sensitive man. His humor shined brightly and he always brought a smile to my face. This is a wonderful tribute to him and I wish all the best for you and your family. I know I will miss him greatly. I will keep this poem in my favorites. I will say a prayer for him today. My deepest sympathy to you and your family.

    Goodbye my friend.

    Lorna
    | Posted on 2006-10-03 00:00:00 | by lmz | [ Reply to This ]
      I am angry because of this loss. Angry because life is so short and there are so many things one wishes to say and yet I can not say them.

    I wish your father wasn't gone and that he was still here to give me advice when I needed it.

    Whenever I needed to talk to someone whether about religion or life he always had something inspirational to say.

    I feel so saddened by his death and mad because it isn't fair. I am sorry I know its childish of me to say that I am mad but I am.

    Wonderful tribute to your father. He will be missed dearly.

    Goodbye Clayton
    | Posted on 2006-10-02 00:00:00 | by Katrinagolden | [ Reply to This ]
      I've conversed with your Dad a few times here on Elite Skills. Always thought of him as a gentle soul. He will be missed.
    This is a wonderfully heartfelt poem in his honor. I feel he would be quite proud.
    ~Sandra
    | Posted on 2006-10-02 00:00:00 | by Intricate1 | [ Reply to This ]
      There is not much to say here that would not bring my heart to tears. I am sorry for your loss and I for one will fav this write.
    You have written this from your heart as only a good and loving child could do. Having known your father for just over a year I have gained so much wisdom from our conversation and comments. We were sort of two old souls lost in a world of new beginnings and with the wisdom that we shared we seemed to find a happiness in the way we wrote. At times the writes we created were mirrors of each others lives or maybe they just reminded us of how we dreamed as children, adults and most of all parents.

    Loved your tribute to your father

    Peace within

    Clyde

    | Posted on 2006-10-02 00:00:00 | by Wisdom Seeker | [ Reply to This ]
      I dont know if I can really keep a positive face after reading this. I've talked to your father on a few occasions and he's even commented on some of my work. I can't say I knew him well but he was a funny person and I love his writes. I'm really sorry for your loss. This is a amazingly heart felt poem though. I think your father would be really proud of you. In fact, I think that perhaps you should take his place, under a different name that is. I bet he'd really like that. For his children to share his passion of writing. It'd be a great gift to him in my eyes.

    I never met him but it makes me sad and I'm getting those small involuntary movements I usually get before I cry or get really sad. I guess I didn't need to meet him to feel that feeling of loss for his absence.

    I'm gonna miss seeing his comments. And just knowing that I'm never gonna get one from him again makes me wish I had spent more time talking to him.

    I hope that everything will be ok for you all. I'm really sorry.

    Him and that cowboy hat.....haha.
    | Posted on 2006-10-01 00:00:00 | by insphered soul | [ Reply to This ]
      Reading the beginning, I thought you were just writing about all the good points about your father. But, reading towards the end, my heart had sinked. If this was really about you and your father, I'm so sorry that this has happened.

    I could probably write down a whole bunch of characteristics about your father just by reading this poem. You practically wrote everything about him just on this peice.

    There was nothing wrong with this peice at all, at least that's what I think. Except maybe this part,
    "He liked to sit and doddle,"
    I think it's doodle..

    Keep on writing..
    ~*~ Lisa ~*~

    | Posted on 2006-09-23 00:00:00 | by Nani | [ Reply to This ]
      oh my.. am i wrong in thinking that Clayton has left us?.. i don't even know what to say..
    your poem is beautiful, bittersweet and loving.
    i have fond memories of chatting with him here at Elite.. i shall say a prayer for him. and for you, his family..

    shalom,
    ~Cat
    | Posted on 2006-10-01 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]


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