An Un-Named Poem by L. E. Rhea

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An Un-Named Poem
For His Daughter
written by
Lysle Edward Rhea
(1906-1971)
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(written 1962)

Daughter is all grown up now.
She's just as smart as she can be:
She tells us what to do and how
We know so little -- Ma and Me
~~~~~~~~~~
When she was just a little girl
She used to sit upon our knee,
And keep our heads all in a whirl
Asking questions of -- Ma and Me
~~~~~~~~~~
But now we are a pair of fools
As any one can plainly see.
We didn't learn enough in schools.
We're very stupid -- Ma and Me
~~~~~~~~~~
As days go by and time goes on
And we have crossed that Mystic Sea,
Her chance to realize is gone
We're not so stupid -- Ma and Me.
by Me..

( When my daddy wrote that poem for me,
on a small piece of yellow scratch
paper, inscribed at the bottom with
"Ship via THE BAY LINE . . . anywhere"
... I was in my teen age years
and I have to admit that it kind
of hurt my feelings.
Now, having grown-up children
and grandchildren,
I must say that Daddy
knew a lot about life )
*S*
.
~Evanda Rhea Sallinger~
.
I publish this poem
June 19, 1999
~Father's Day weekend~
in honor and memory of my wonderful father
~Lysle Edward Rhea~
who went on to a greater world
for his much deserved reward
June 21, 1971

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