My Father James

Lil’ Jimmy, Jim, James

Exactly fifty percent part of me

He’s always looking up, focusing on the good
He’s where I get my trait of smiling through the pain

Quick to crack a smile, he’s invited to every party
Content to be both laughed at and with
We all love him for bringing this gift

He aks for little in return
Just a smile and an ear
He can talk to anyone, especially over a beer

Listening to his stories throughout my childhood
I’m reminded of the happiness he brought

“I love you, Dad”

Smiling through the pain
We both wish it didn’t have to be this way

Self-acceptance is the hardest pill to swallow
We joke about our faults instead of embracing the sorrow
Laughter and tears, both so near

“I accept you, Son”

The words we long to hear