Someone Cared To Write

The mail arrived early today
An envelope traveled
A very long way
Someone cared to write
and share with me
their heartfelt thoughts
and poetry.

Before I sit down to see
Words that were written for me
I'll get to my favorite chair
handling my letter with care
Then open it up carefully.

Great joy it is to receive a note
That came from a very far place
A message written tenderly
That would help to make
A smile on my face.

Someone cared to write to me
And now I'll do the same
I'll pen a letter in return
to my beloved friend
Send it out with warmth and love
And gladly sign it with my name.

Julie Pisacane © 2009

True Blue

True Blue

My heart remembers the tender glow
Of the deep caring eyes that have watched me grow.
From the time I was a baby, until the time I had my own
Eyes of bright blue remained attentive to me
Til’ I was fully grown.

He would let me climb up
The cherry blossom trees
In the nearby park
Just doing as I please.

Dad would take my picture indoors and out
Zooming in on a smile or a smirk
And at times he would
Capture my pitiful pout.

We would walk and talk –
On our way to church
He listened to my questions
As I’d ask about this life in my
Curious search.

Forever in my heart is a picture I hold
Of my gentle father who raised me
With love, and warmth
In such abundance
That I have never felt cold.

The deep caring eyes that
Have watched me grow
Are the true blue kind
A rare and priceless find-
He’ll never know
How much he
Has blessed
Me so.

I love you , Dad.

Julie Pisacane © 2009