the warm hours of the afternoon,
we spent talking,
going on walks,
resting a bit,
meandering from one soul to the next.
every time he and I crossed paths,
my heart leapt a bit.
then two men appeared
on the stone step stage leading into the yard,
sharing their perspectives of dads and fathers-in-law.
they meant what they said,
in their speeches, too,
didn’t they, oh my!!
oh how I cried and laughed
at the wisdom, poise and eloquence shared
by these two folks
I admire so much.
they shall work their meaning in us,
and help us knit the fabric
that families are made up of.