Part of Me

139-part of me

He’s with me every morning

when I pull a coffee filter out

with a rubber tipped scoop.

There when I hang my arm out of the windy car window

He’s with me everywhere

He’s with me when the stock market goes up, and

there he is again, when Tiger Woods drops one by the pin.

I look over and think, did you see that Daddy?

He’s there in the pool, holding my babies

and proudly posing by his plane, in my photo album.

He’s everywhere I go; he’s everything I do;

He’s everything I am.

He’s right here, right now, watching me

crying quietly.

Dave Seward

October 29, 2009

For Minor Seward ; March 1923-September 2009