Father Time

A few years back
I took this picture of my dad
Now he looks like my grandpa
Can't stop the hands of the clock

I remember him doing carpentry
His heartbeat
That must be where I get my skils
From my daddy

Brut aftershave and the smell
of fresh lumber

He's always been my hero
We adventured and traveled
I absorbed what he taught
Can't stop the hands of the clock

I remember him loving me
His baby
That must be where I get my parenting
From my daddy

Sleepless nights and the biggest hugs

I'm glad he's still above ground
He loves tall tales and kidding around
I wish we had more talks
Can't stop the hands of the clock

I remember him in his 40's
My age
That must be where I get my gray
From my daddy

Copenhagen tobacco and
the occasional cigarette

I will miss him when he's gone
Keeping his wisdom and wit
For my own
The one regret of my thoughts
Can't stop the hands of the clock

Louis L'amour and sometimes
Stephen King