movies @ 10: 30 am

Took my daughter and her best friend to see Soul Surfer . Thought I would sleep while the girls watched the movie, but found myself  interested in this up lifting movie. Noticed a tear fall from my Izzybubba's pretty brown eyes as she reached for my hand. Heart melting.........

chicken parm

Dinner with my daughter last evening . Always enjoyed watching her eat chicken parm with penne pasta, something about how she always gets mozzarella in her hair and doesnt care . MMMM thanks daddy , burp ! that was good , can we go to the mall?  she asked with a tomatoey smile.

Rainy day

It has been a week or so since my last post ( busy finishing The Tear Avenger ) but the smell of this mornings gentle rain reminded me of  this poem......


Mist on a Wave     :  Thirty years have gone by and I am old and dieing

but my heart is still her slave.  I find myself here
today with memories fading in and out like the mist on a wave.
Maybe you’re here wondering too , do you know I am still
in love with you
Standing along the back river the place you showed me
were dolphin hide and pelican fly, I find myself here today
my heart still her slave and memories fading in and out
like the mist on a wave
clouds gray and leprous form as I walk along the beach
passing the stilted house we stayed that amazing week
I see a woman gazing at the decaying Tybee sky , could it
be you ? I pray with a glimmer of hope in my eyes
Maybe you’re here wondering to , do you know I am still in love
with you , I find myself here today my heart still your slave
with memories fading in and out like the mist on a wave
Bending down I touch the sand and close my eyes feeling your hand
Where are you my dear it has been 30 years my heart is still your slave
As I stare into the mist on a wave  
 
                                                     by joshua heights , copyright 2011

pitch and tone.

So, my ex wife calls me at work , (she never calls me at work ) I look at the phone and think , what did I do ? and then the shock of  maybe an emergency is taking place on the other end. I answer with a cautious hello.... "Your gonna be upset with this one ! says my ex " What happened ? I asked still mesmorized with the pitch and tone of her voice. Your daughter broke her cell phone to pieces ! TO PIECES ! is my gastly response beause thats how I think she wants me to respond  ( i just bought my daughter a new cell phone ) how ? what did she do to it ? Here I let you talk to her ,,,,,,, Hi daddy, and with that all was forgiven.... Pitch and tone , the sweet melodies of voices that will always melt my heart no matter what the conversation.

The hurt is deep

Through the Eyes Of A Child

© Brianna K. Slone

When I was only two years old,
My daddy went away.
He swore he'd always love me,
But he said he couldn't stay.
Days turned into weeks
And weeks turned into years.
I never saw my father,
He never saw my tears.
He never read me bedtime stories
Or tucked me in at night.
He never showed up for my birthdays,
But I always hoped he might.
He missed my first day of kindergarten
And all of my school plays.
He doesn't know how smart I am,
My report cards full of A's.
Sometimes I want to call him
To say Hey Dad I'm still alive!
I'll be 16 years old soon,
Will you teach me how to drive?
It’s almost time for college,
The years go by so fast.
I'm looking forward to my future,
But I'm still trapped within my past.
I guess I'll never understand,
Did I do something bad?
My parents got divorced,
But why did I lose my dad?

Source: Through The Eyes Of A Child, Divorce Poems http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/family/poetry.asp?poem=1542#ixzz1IB181PhF

with a sweet whisper in my ear...

with a sweet whisper in my ear, she says she just called to tell me she loves me !, and she is the only one in the world that can get away with it at 6: 30 am..... god bless little girls

a song for you Izzybubba