"Precious Memories"

I ask myself , What Would Daddy Do ?

As all these problems came His way

And I find myself digging for the answers

In the things He did each day.



Problems and pain were a way of life

Nothing new for Our Family

Poverty, sickness and daily strife

Burdens piled unendingly



Sometimes I would see Him

Quietly standing there

Gazing out the window

With an empty stare.

"Daddy, what are you doing?

Is everything alright ?"



"I'm just looking at the lilacs, Dear

The colors are so bright "



Then I would put my arms around Him

and hug Him close to me

" I Love You So Much Daddy "

and I knew

My Daddy loved me.



And as I ventured out the door

From the corner of my eye I could see

A bouquet of Lilacs in a jar

on the table , picked so lovingly.



The smile it brought to Daddy's face

All was right with the world.

No problem, worry, burden or pain

Could take away that memory at all.



Sometimes the answers are found

In the smallest of things .

Right there before Our eyes .

The vision of the lilacs bloom

In my heart resides.



After all Our problems

Ebb and flow each day,

There is just one constant message

That helps me find my way.



When I am feeling sorrow

and forever lost and afraid

I have to find my way again

In Old memories that we made.



Pain forever finds us.

Problems will always be.

But the peace I saw in Daddy's eyes

As he gazed at our Lilac tree,

Taught me to look for real happiness

In the beauty of what the day brings

For problems, fear and loneliness

flee from those memories.



So , placed on My Kitchen table

In an old weathered jar

A Bouquet of Memory Lilacs

To remind me ,

Your not very far.



So for today My journey

Won't be so very hard

I found the answer I was searching for .



Find the beauty in the day

To chase away the fears .

Make a precious memory

To carry throughout the years.

Go to sleep remembering

Love is what sees us through

Recall, reflect, remember

The Lilacs precious bloom.