A Wish Today

I wish I could have had more time with him...

I wish I could have asked him the questions of life...

I wish I could have watched him shave...

I wish I could have gone to him in my time of need...

I wish I could have held his secrets...

I wish I could have shared his dreams...

I wish I could have grown into his cloths...

I wish I could have watched him in the quiet...

I wish I could have heard his voice in a crowd...

I wish I could have known his thoughts...

I wish I could have watched him sleep...

I wish I could have felt his embrace...

I wish I could have made him smile...

I wish I could have heard his instruction...

I wish I could have made him proud...

I wish I could have smelled his cologne...

I wish I could have known his mood...

I wish I could have seen him cry...

I wish I could have walked in his footprints...

I wish I could have studied his hands...

I wish I could have been his hero and he be mine...
I wish I could have changed the hands of fate…

                  

                             Shannon R Killman

You May Be

You may be the man, pacing nervously in a crowded waiting room… thinking of the changes that will soon come to your world…You may be the man, who unsure of himself, changes an infant’s diaper for the first time…You may be the man who will cry with pride at the achievements of your babies… no matter what their age…You may be the man, who watches through the mirror, your waving child as you drive off to work…

You may be the man who playfully snaps and rubs the aged leather of a childhood baseball glove and plays catch with your son…You may be the man who sits patiently while being served imaginary tea in the smallest of tea cups… polite and on your best behavior…You may be the man who snuggles in a favorite chair with your child and sounds out the words of a favorite book… You may be the man who leads and guides your unsure and nervous child through the beginnings of riding their first bike…

You may be the man who sets the boundaries for manners and for the rules of good and bad behavior…You may be the man who walks his child through the awkward stages of adolescence… with patience and kindness…You may be the man who cries with his child when they hurt… smile when they are happy and remain silent when necessary…You may be the man who is there with advice… with a tear… with a sympathetic ear or with a confident embrace…

You are the man with love to spare…

                                                          Shannon R Killman

                                                                  

Your Hand in Mine

In the sunrise of my life, you held my hand when all that was in me was reflex… the touch of your skin held the life within me…

You held my hand as I struggled to take my first steps… my legs were weak but your smile led me into the world…

You held my hand when the ways of the world were new and frightening to me… your eyes calmed my soul…

You held my hand to comfort me before I knew I needed your strength… the calm in your voice cleansed my spirit…

You held my hand in the pain of my life… the pulse of your heart echoed your resolve…

You held my hand in the joys of my life… your energy filled the room with love and happiness…

Now, as the sun sets, I will hold your hand. I will hold your hand for strength… I will hold your hand through your fears… I will hold your hand through your pain… We will share the joys of our life together… your hand in mine…

                                                Shannon R Killman