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introvert to introvert

By Margaret BrennanPublished 26 days ago 1 min read


Introvert to introvert


Mom said we were very much alike –

Me and my old dad.

Neither of us perfect,

But he was the one I had.


Sometimes he’d sleep a bit too long,

Sometimes I’d read too much;

We were both quiet and shy in our own ways

And not quick to hug or touch.


But dad had a smile that lit the room

And his eyes would shine like stars.

He had an imagination

That could take you beyond Mars.


We would differ in opinions,

And our words were sometimes loud;

But he was always there when my need arouse

To chase away dark clouds.


My world revolved around him;

Now, he’s gone and it’s so sad,

That I never really knew him –

The man I once called Dad.


About the Creator

Margaret Brennan

I am a 77-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.

My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.

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  • Murali24 days ago

    This poem is so emotional. When I read it, I think about my dad. He was a great dad to me.

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