Blog 230 – 02.15.2016

Because my beloved and dearly departed daughter Emily graced our lives beginning on the 15^th of July in 1980 and left this stage but five days after her thirty second birthday in 2012 I have decided for the rest of my journey here to honor the month of July as the month of Emily and the 15^th of each month as Emily Day. Since I am running poems that I have written this month, The Month of Love, I thought it appropriate to post a poem I wrote about Emily the day she died. I prefer to think she just shed the Space and Time Suit that she wore on her visit to planet earth and that she is enjoying even bigger and better adventures now.  I consider myself fortunate and blessed indeed that I got to be Emily’s Dad when she was a little girl and when she became an adult one of her many fans and friends.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

 

Our Angel Emily

My angel Em wanted to sing

Now she sings to a bigger room

Though Goldie and Blondie no longer feel her fingers

Her sweet voice will continue to boom.

 

She gave so much more than she got.

In thirty-two years she lived and loved a lot.

She sang and loved full out from a tot

And her beautiful music will not be forgot.

 

My angel Em wanted a beau

And she got her Toby late in life.

She never got to be a mother

Nor ever a wife

 

But her life was full of children

And she loved her man as few women do.

He and we are the truly lucky ones

To know her smile and forever “I love you.”

 

Our angel  Em has a previous engagement

A command performance as it were

And though she will not come back to us

Some sweet day we’ll go to her.

-7.20.12 – the man forever grateful  that he got to be Emily’s Dad