Dad’s 65th

Written for:  Poetics Aside #445 – Write a special day poem.

A friend’s yard
festooned with balloons,
Old English Sheepdog
looking alarmed

at large gathering,
family and friends
to celebrate together
in July’s lovely weather.

Surprised 65th
for my deserving Dad
who arrived at gate
and thought he had

walked into party for Mom.
Discovering his mistake, brown
eyes lit up, presents awaited
photos snapped, yummy cake.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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