Dear Christine,
Thank you for your attentive response and input. Beth
My father’s smile
I felt like sunshine
Radiant mirrored in my father’s eyes.
Beamed by his actions telling that having a child
NO! having me, as his child
Was a miracle!
Grade school years
bathed in the sunshine of his encouraging approval;
as I enter teen years
he is gone in one moment.
His gentle smile,
Reflection of his kindness
I carry in my heart.