Ballad for My Dad

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A little schmaltzy — and I’m sorry. Yesterday was a bit emotional as I dropped my father off at a nursing home for rehab. Writing helps when we carry those emotional burdens. It can be cathartic.

As I drove home, I replayed scenes from our life — the earliest of which I can clearly remember was the time I asked for a kitten. He said that when I asked him, “Can I have a little kitty?” he looked down at my little freckly face and scrunched up nose and knew that he couldn’t say no to that. We had cats for the next 40-some years.

So, my apologies for the corny ballad, but I did have to write a ballad to keep up with my challenge to myself.

*****

My father and my sister

My father and my sister

The day the lady called to me
And showed me the box of kittens
Roly-poly bundles of fur —
I knew that I was smitten.
I was five years old and I asked my Mom.
She knew just what to do
“I think you need to ask your Dad.
He can’t say no to you.”

(chorus) Who understands the special bond
‘Tween a daughter and her dad
She’s his little princess
And to her he’s Galahad
The embodiment of all that’s good
Each makes the other glad
‘Cause there’s a special something
Between a daughter and her dad

My father worked long hours
Serving those in need
He taught me through his words
But more, he taught me through his deeds
It’s funny the things that stand out
When I was eight, I saw that he
Had taken time from work to watch
The spelling prize given to me

But I was a challenging teenager!
Still my mother knew what to do
When I ran into trouble —
“Your father wants to talk to you,”
And talk was all he ever did
But that was quite enough
His high standards never changed —
Sometimes pleasing him was tough.

(chorus) Who understands the special bond
‘Tween a daughter and her dad
She’s his little princess
And to her he’s Galahad
The embodiment of all that’s good
Each makes the other glad
‘Cause there’s a special something
Between a daughter and her dad

In 1982
He walked me down the aisle
Each successive grandchild
Always made him smile
His presence at their soccer games
Or swim meets was so sweet
We stood together on the sidelines
While we watched the kids compete.

(chorus) Who understands the special bond
‘Tween a daughter and her dad
She’s his little princess
And to her he’s Galahad
The embodiment of all that’s good
Each makes the other glad
‘Cause there’s a special something
Between a daughter and her dad

Yesterday I left him
At a nursing home
The hardest thing I’ve ever done
I felt so all alone
But, Dad, there’s something you can do
You can’t say no to me
I want you to go home again
Please do your PT

(chorus) Who understands the special bond
‘Tween a daughter and her dad
She’s his little princess
And to her he’s Galahad
The embodiment of all that’s good
Each makes the other glad
‘Cause there’s a special something
Between a daughter and her dad

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