Tessa’s Memory
Posted on 26. Nov, 2007 by Barry Hurd in Author's Favorites, Coffee - Volume Two, Love
Like most souls, there are many things that I take for granted.
One thing I gave thanks for was my daughter. As short lived as her life was, it was epic. Her life defined my life, colored the rainbow I saw in the sky, and helped me to dream again. She made me a better father, lover, and man. She helped me to question everything I ever needed or even wanted. Her spirit made sure that I would never take anyone for granted. Her dreams are fueled by every breath I take.
Tessa’s Memory
Other fathers said they loved,
but my daughter I cherished,
and while I knew only seconds,
I learned to fly.
From the moon and back,
I would find myself reaching,
trying to hold my dream
of her eyes in the night sky.
What lies between us,
is nothing compared to this feeling,
the tiny matter of needing,
a memory for which I would die.