to the small poem and the quiet voice within



On this day he wears
the old man’s faded blue cap,
Honor thy Father.


  1. Phil Hansotia

    Here’s the rest of it:

    “Ah, but the head that it covered
    and the wrinkles it shaded,
    and the rare smile that showed
    broken teeth, were all in safe-keeping.
    Now he has become the father I’ve always
    wanted him to be —–privately.”
    Phil Hansotia.

  2. George Bisbee

    Wish I had the cap,
    I would wear it all day long,
    Except he took it.

  3. Barbara Fitz Vroman

    Along with the comments…poignant.

  4. emmett johns

    I like to smell the sweatband of an old
    hat of mine and I have great memories
    of my grandfather who died in 1947.
    He wore one of those old blue caps.

  5. GE Wamser

    Thirty years ago my old man hung his fishing cap on the coat rack in the cabin, after a night out on the lake catching bass. He passed away before he could return for another weekend. The cap is still there…

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