A Daughter's Protector
A tiny hand reaches out
To cling to her father's finger
A tiny hand reachesout
To latch onto the one who without a doubt
Is the strongest man in theworld
A tiny hand reaches out
To cling to her father'sfinger
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America's Finest
With my contract in the black and gold binder under my arm, I knew I had made a verysmart decision about my life. I had just been sworn into the United States Army ...
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Dad
Dad's height has always made him seem so solid; at 6'4", he's more than just a bittall. When I was little, standing on his feet while he walked around the kitchen,he seemed like the tallest man alive ...
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Daddy's Girl
Throughout my life many people have influenced me, including my mom, teachers, pastors andfriends, but the one who has had the greatest influence is my dad. Many mightsay, "Of course he has, he's your dad," but he has also been much more ...
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Fence Posts
"Wake up." My dad gently shook my foot. I rolled over and looked at the clock - 5a.m. I rubbed my eyes as he continued talking. "The rain cleared, so we canstart digging and maybe we'll have all 15 fence posts planted by dinner ...
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Football Forever
I can still hear the roar of the Friday-night crowd as I stand in the emptystadium. I look to the practice field and remember all the long, hot summer daysand the cold fall and winter days ...
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Guitar
I got a guitar for Christmas, and since then I have beenstruggling. It's kind of sad, to be honest, just how much turmoil something soseemingly harmless could cause in the life of your average teenage boy ...
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If They Only Knew
Eeeww! There's a bug on the ceiling! Somebody get it!" at 11:30 p.m.
Oh, great, I thought as I sat up in bed. Nowwhat do I do? I hate big bugs too! Counselors are supposed to be superheroes, notinstinctively jump on their beds to escape ...
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Innocence of War
The battle lines are drawn and the war has begun. All the plastic men are in place, eitherhooked into their vehicles ready to roll, or perched high atop Mount La-Z-Boy andready for some sharp-shooting action ...
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My Father
When I get off the Greyhound bus there is always that moment when I see the man wholives his life when I am not there. It is as if he is a normal person, and not myfather. It is a strange feeling. This makes me realize that in some ways everyoneis the same ...
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Sisterhood and Rocks
I grew up on the bay and played every day on the rockswith my sister and best friend, Kate. Together, we were Pilgrims washing up onthe Plymouth shore, orphans escaping evil headmistresses, or pirates findingtreasures of glittering sea glass ...
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Superman
He wakes around quarter to seven and comes home, dead tired at quarter to nine atnight just to make ends meet. He may be exhausted, but he still finds time to bethere for my brother or me when we need him ...
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The God in My Father
There is always a silence between my dad and me. Sometimes it is difficult to speak tohim. He likes to read books, I like to watch TV. He wants me to concentrate onstudying, I believe friends come first ...
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Time
The time has come ...
To tell you how I feel
The way you penetratebeneath
My skin.
How I hear your voice in my head ...
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Untitled
I
Believe
Firmly ...
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Washington Avenue
I find it hard to believe,
The world still turns
On Washington Avenue
Ina condemned house
Of Italian culture ...
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Where My Father Left Off
I was born in Cape Verde, where I experienced a part of life that will be with meuntil the day I breathe my last breath. Living there for nine years, I learned totake advantage of opportunities; I saw the rough parts of life and the mistakesthat get you there ...
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Why the Smile?
If you know me, you know I am extremely happy. There is hardly ever a time I don'tsmile, and I am asked all the time how I stay this way regardless of thesituation. If you knew my dad, you wouldn't have any more questions ...
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