I wrote my 1st poem in June 2015 and it just came from my heart. In June 2017, when my Dad died, I decided to share all of my original poetry. My Dad raised 5 children alone and he was known as the “miracle man.” He certainly was that and more.
Listen softly, and you will hear the tale of our father, who was no ordinary man,
but a man who takes pride in the blessings of 5 children and 5 fingers on a hand.
When each finger on a hand had equal value.
When each finger on a hand had each child’s name.
When each finger on a hand had their own moments,
and only through the tenderness of life, can this one man be our father,
Charles A. Williams.
I love you more. 6/04/17