Whatchamacallit : Ode To Taylor

I don’t consider myself a poet, but I have written a few poems in the past. My oldest child, Taylor, just graduated from highschool so I decided to write her a graduation poem. I couldn’t think of a name for the poem, so I just call it “Whatchamacallit: Ode To Taylor”.

Whatchamacallit: Ode To Taylor

Yesterday was
“Three Little Birds”
before you went to sleep.

Yesterday was
Ziggy Marley in concert.
Standing in the park.
You on my shoulders.
(and you were heavy!).

Yesterday was
your first boyfriend
and discussions about relationships.

Today you have graduated.
Today you are getting ready for college.
Today you are getting ready for life.

Tomorrow is the beginning.
Tomorrow is college graduation.
Tomorrow is you.

I am proud of what you have accomplished,
But this is only the beginning.
As I have often said, you are supposed to make it this far.
But many don’t, so this is indeed an accomplishment.

Just sent you a text:
Let me know when you get to Kelly’s house.

You reply:
Im not staying im just gonna go over tomorrow morning.

My reply:
So are you home?

I probably should have gone upstairs to see
if you were home,
but I’m busy writing this whatchamacallit.

You reply:
No were still cleaning.hate new people.

My reply:
Why

Your reply:
Because they dont really know what theyre doing
so theyre slow.

My reply:
T me when u get near the house.

Your reply:
K

I’m listening to Morris Brown.
You should listen to it more.
The ultimate marching band arrangement!

I digress.
(so embarrassing).

These occasional texts we send to each other.
More often at times.
Keeping in touch.
Connecting.
(although, I probably wouldn’t be in your Fav 5).

You send:
Oh dang om jear

I send:
??

You send:
Hered

I send:
??

You send:
Too late

Confusion.
I hear you walk in the house.

I came up to ask:
What is ‘Oh dang om jear’?

Typo.
im here.
Oh.

Texting. Texting. Texting.
Me at home, you at school.
Whenever.
It didn’t matter.

One more digression: Stargate SG1.

Remember:
The first step to success is to try.

Try your hardest.
Be engaged.
Use your intellect.
Learn everything.
Get your education.
Assume nothing.

Remember:
Success can be defined in many different ways.
No one can define success for you.
You have to define it for yourself.

We all want money and fame.
But don’t forget to help those who need help.
Don’t forget who you are.
Don’t forget your family.
And don’t forget I love you.

So my baby,
Take this baton.
Run.
Faster.
Further.
Freer.
Unencumbered by the obstacles
of the past.
Uninhibited by small minds
and distractions from greatness.

A father’s love for his daughter.
His first born.
His first prize.
His first experiment.
His first grey hair.
His first love.

Sayin’, (“This is my message to you-ou-ou:”).

For those of you who don’t know, the last line is from “Three Little Birds” by Bob Marley.

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