I learned a lot from my Father’s eyes. <br />They told the tales of days gone by. <br />They were filled with stories <br />That made everyone laugh. <br />About Nan and Dan and ole Johnny’s cats. <br />Stories about Diaza and Jimala <br />Teasing the hell out of ole Tom Hall <br />There was always a story in my Father’s eyes <br />He’d have the whole family laughing <br />Till we almost cried <br />His eyes had a twinkle a beacon of light. <br />You could always tell what you were in for <br />A story or a fight. <br />My Father’s eyes held the answers <br />To who he really was. <br />Just a man with great stories <br />Whether they were bad or whether they were good. <br />My Father’s eyes are closed now. <br />No more the light will shine. <br />Among his family or his friends <br />Nor the ones he left behind <br />For his eyes have now reopened. <br />Unto God’s eternal light. <br />He stands in His glory <br />Telling all his stories <br />To his loved ones who gathered to reunite <br />With open arms and warm embrace <br />They welcomed Him into the afterlife.<br /><br />Jesse OHandley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-my-fathers-eyes/