Sunday, June 17, 2012

Daddy’s Girl

I loved my Dad;
I wanted to be near him.
And one time he had been
Fencing in the fields.

I asked if I can see Dad.
Mother told me not to go,
But I did anyway!

I walked right into the
Barbed wire fence and
Somehow it swung back
At me very fast.
Faster than I can blink!

Anyway, my chin now
Shows scars from that day.
I was rushed to the doctor
To place some stitches.

Once again; I went with Dad
Shopping for groceries.
I helped unload them from
The car and accidently shut
My thumb in the car door.

Another trip to the doctor
For stitches to my thumb.
Yes, I was daddy’s girl!

To this day I often remember
My love for my Dad with
A memory that I hold dear.


Carol Kappes  2012
In honor of Fathers around the world

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Thoughts

Where do they come from?
How does it make us feel?
Why do we have them?
When do they appear?
What distance are they?
How do we use them?

Some thoughts are words,
And some thoughts are pictures.
Some thoughts are good,
And some thoughts are bad.
Some thoughts stay with you,
And some thoughts are forgotten.

Your thoughts reflect you
And is determined by you:
“Who You Are”
“What You’ll Be”
“Where You’ll Go”
“What You’ll Do”


Carol Kappes    2011

Inspired by a networking friend
Created in Macy’s café




Saturday, June 9, 2012

To My Son, I Love You!

As you step beyond ahead
You’ll think of things I’ve said.
With everyday that you face
You’ll be going at your pace.

Take the future, move along
As your life is like a song.
With each melody you’ll hear
As life changes in the year.

Keep your head up high
As you reach toward the sky.
For success is yours to take
As you celebrate with a cake.

Remember that thru the years
Your Mom had shed some tears.
She wants you to stay ahead
In the game of life, as you tread!


Carol Kappes   2011
In Dedication to DRK,  my son
Farmington High School Graduate-June 8, 2012




Friday, June 1, 2012

Life’s Moments

Of all the things in life I’ve seen
Memories come often in between.
The times of parents curving you
In directions worth steering through.

Going north, south, east or west
It doesn’t matter, whichever is best,
To reach the chance and the desire
Whatever your heart begins to fire.

Strangely enough, it becomes most certain
That when it’s the last final curtain,
Life was patterned in such a way
That it brightened with every passing day!


Carol Kappes   1987
Inspired of duty after Graduation