fly that high.

listen while you read.

thanks.

on monday I posted about a few things my dad had taught me, and all that was running through my mind the last few days. and well it seems like we were thinking the same things..

yesterday afternoon I was called to the front office during fourth period to get an envelope my dad had left me...

inside was a poem written for me from my daddy.

here it is... 

Do Cardinals fly that High?

from a daddy to his incredibly special daughter. 

 It seems that only yesterday

That little girl of mine

Would race around our family home

And have me check her time

She had a drive I knew to well

More than most you see

A drive to do her very best

Not to follow but to lead

I’ll not forget the field day races

On each 4^th of July

Shed smoke the field with ease it seemed

Man that girl could fly!

A soccer team was put in place

In our little town that fall

Goalie was her favorite job

They labeled her “The Wall”

We headed south as God would lead

A tough move on us all

But there she found a passion for

The game of Basketball

When we left she was but a youth

With beautiful blue eyes

She’d play much older than she was

But not to my surprise

The mascot was an Eagle

With most still in the nest

But very soon I noticed

That one flew from the rest

Those early years were tough you see

The team was so ill treated

Hard work and effort implemented

And you were undefeated

And just as things would settle down

And you were in the groove

The Lord would challenge once again

And we would make a move

 The move was such a testing time

As life was torn asunder

The colors and the mascot changed

And God reversed your number

As everything would different seem

There was one common thing

An Eagle and a Cardinal….

Well both of them have wings

And fly you would in spite of all

The fowler’s ill intentions

Varsity your freshman year

All conference Honorable Mention

Soon after this you’d take a fall

To draw the charge you’d try

Hard work and grit, determination

Again you soon would fly

And more than you would fly as well

As time went out of sight

I blinked but once or twice it seemed

And it was Senior Night

No chance to win a playoff game

Is what most folks would tell

The slipper fit so perfectly

You danced so very well

Your Mom and I were proud you see

And for you we would yell

You played with strong determination

You played as tough as nails

And Friday when you looked at me

I struggled not to cry

And then a thought occurred to me

Do Cardinals fly that High?

I must admit how proud I was

As tears streamed down your face

To watch you soar uncommonly

In such a lofty place

 And you’ll fly high for all you life

I’m sure of this one thing

For God has truly blessed you with

A pair of strong firm wings

And as I close I’ve asked a question

To that I must reply

I’ve seen it with my own two eyes

Yes, Cardinals fly that High