Daddy's Circle: A Poem in Celebration of Father's Day

Daddy’s Circle

I remember being little

I was scared of getting sick

I was scared of dying

You so gently and fiercely

Told me that you knew

I would live a long time

You have a sense for these things

There was no need to be scared

You said, and I lived on that faith

Now that small child is all grown up

And funny, how you were right

There is no need to be scared

I am alive

Death is birth

and birth is death of something else

I am alive as the circle

that never has an end

By Candice, father’s day 2008