I Lost My Father

My father worked hard all his life. I wrote this a couple of years ago.

MY FATHER’S HANDS
(c) 2015 Edward York

My father’s hands, were strong and firm,
But also rough as well.
He used them for the work he did,
And you could always tell.

You could see the calluses,
And all the scars and pain.
On his shirt you could also see,
Where blood had left a stain.

His work was hard and took its toll,
He knew it was just the way,
He provided for his family’s needs,
Just living day by day.

I don’t think he would change a thing,
Although his life was hard,
He played the deck that he was dealt,
Every single card.

I remember back when I was young,
And remember him with pride.
A measure of a man is not his gold,
But what he has inside.

I lost my father years ago, and he used the same "piss out of a boot" saying, along with a few others such as "Put your damn mind in gear before you put your mouth in motion", and many others. I often think how I'd love to be able to hear him saying those things to me right now.

He sounds wonderful, funny, crusty...I have always loved people like that.

"You could fuck up a wet dream."

Sounds nice. But what does it mean?

"When I was your age"

"Were you raised in a barn"?

"Back in my day we could buy a whole sack of candy for one penny"

"You've made your bed, now lie in it"

My dad had many as well. If he thought something was too expensive he would say, "I wouldn't pay that to see the statue of liberty pee."

It's fascinating how their sayings stick in your head, my gran had many that I often have pop into my head

"The fire's going like a Bessemer Furnace and you've got the door wide open to the back."

Sometimes you're the bug, sometimes you're the windshield.

'Don't just sit there like a bump on a log"

"Pull your godddamn head out of your ass."

Lol I like the wet dream one the best.