I remember those long hot summer days. <br />When we would lay back and sip on lemonade. <br />That came from fresh squeezed homemade. <br />Then we would pile in front of the window air conditioner in the kitchen. <br />All of mother’s and father’s children, <br />Playing cards in the kitchen, <br />We knew back then how to spend time. <br />Then the cheater always wanted to gamble a dime. <br />And when he wouldn’t win, he would always whine. <br />But when daddy walked in the room everyone played honest. <br />That was one thing daddy didn’t tolerate was someone being dishonest. <br />He said a liar will steal. <br />And a thief would kill. <br />Daddy had some tough rules. <br />And made many home repairs with his tools, <br />But he had zero tolerance for fools. <br />He worked a hard day’s pay. <br />He was filled with godly wisdom. <br />He believed in disciplining his children. <br />We kids couldn’t get anything over daddy. <br />If we tried we felt the paddle. <br />But, there was one that tried to get his way. <br />My dad would get so mad it would ruin his day. <br />He even threatened to send him away. <br />We’re all grown now. <br />And daddy went to Heaven. <br />We don’t keep in contact. <br />When we do there’s instant combat. <br />I know daddy’s in Heaven shaking his head. <br />He tried the best he could. <br />But when greed takes over, there goes the family creed. <br />I just pray they realize when you die you can’t take it with you. <br />I never knew. <br />Siblings could be so crude and rude. <br />Only daddy could stop this family feud. <br />Now it’s up to the probate court to rule.<br /><br />Patricia Kelley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/family-feud/
