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    dots Submission Name: The size of his heartdots
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    Author: tmullins
    ASL Info:    37/F/Mo
    Elite Ratio:    4.5 - 127/149/41
    Words: 87
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
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       my father died when he was 45, and I was just 19, I had his first grandchild a year later.


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    Once a year every summer
    to the Gulf of Mexico we would trip.
    Deep sea fishing from eight to midnight.
    Just him and me, for my mom and sister get seasick.

    I love my dad so much.
    I never thought he'd ever leave.
    But he died one night while far away
    from a massive coronary.

    They said his heart was twice the size
    of any average man.
    But that was not news to me.
    I know that he loved me more than any man can.




    Submitted on 2005-11-18 12:39:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This could have been read at a memorial service in honor of any father who loved his family. No need for accolades, based on what you've written, you must have been his crowning achievement; someone thoughtful enough to reflect on the importance of family and share it with generations to follow. No doubt he's proud of you. Very personal, very simple write. Nicely done.
    | Posted on 2005-11-18 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      Oh im really sorry I bet it must be hard for you. Your piece was very emotional and had me feeling so sad and at the same time fill of love. this is the kind of love that i like, the one where there is kindness. I feel your pain although my feelings toward your poem can never reach that level of pain that you went through the fact that you lost a love one is just to much to bear. Your poem has a nice flow to it and your words so true, the size of his heart was the greatest quality that he had Im sure. Wonderful piece you just made a stalker out of me.

    -Andrea
    | Posted on 2005-11-18 00:00:00 | by ladydeathstrike | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow, This is good. Hey you have to stop this. I am getting emotional here.

    Again I echo my comments on "Are You Proud Of Me Now".

    Very touching and honest.

    My daughters worry about me every day. I have had 4 heart attacks and they are always checking me to make sure I eat right.

    The problem for me is that I enjoy the things that I do and when I am not doing those things then I am hard to live with. Most people see this as selfish but I see this as living happy.

    It sounds like your father was a good man and lived life as he wanted to. Happy and loving his family.

    If we live life always worried about our health and doing thing that make us unhappy we will never really live.

    My father died at 48 and this man loved life. He always smiled even when times were tough.

    The reason why he did this was...his family.

    He lived!

    Great write here and you have done it again. If you look at my favorites you will notice that a mojority of them are family typr writes

    (Case in Point)

    Love the write

    Respect and Admiration

    Clyde
    | Posted on 2005-11-18 00:00:00 | by Wisdom Seeker | [ Reply to This ]
      Another lovely poem about your father. Very heartfelt and touching. It is obvious that you love your dad deeply and sounds like you were blessed with being able to spend some very memorable times with him. So sad he died so young, it never seems to make any sense and is something you can never prepare yourself for. This is a very personal, emotional poem and you have expressed your love very well. Lovely. Take care.

    Lorna
    | Posted on 2005-11-18 00:00:00 | by lmz | [ Reply to This ]


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