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

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

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

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