Dad Sonnet, Father’s Day 2008
No abacus is equipped to add
All youthful occasions when your kids were “bad,”
But, before you call me your second eldest spoiled cad,
Remember all the fun you squeaked out of being “Dad,”
Now past the latest health “egad,”
Still making merriment as if it was the latest fad.
The experiences you inspired are the best we’ve ever had,
It’s been true since we were little lads,
That some around us could make us mad,
But once we graduated to our own pads
Around colleges other than the famous Hahvahd Quad,
We invented creative lives some would label “rad.”
No time these days for anything like sad,
Only sporadic smiles and laughter when we visit Dad.
Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2008. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.