A Dad’s Poem (written by Sally Meyer)
February 4, 2007
Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon, I won’t worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won’t stand over you trying to fix them.
Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald’s and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.
Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows.
Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray,
I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given. I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children’s graves instead of their bedrooms. The mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly and screaming inside that little body. And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing, except one more day………….
Fantastic. Now that’s fatherhood.
That was beautiful. But you forgot one group in the final paragraph. You forgot to mention the heartbroken men and women who will almost certainly never be able to be parents due to the various, cosmically unfair circumstances that will leave them in agonized lonliness and longing for children of thier own. Yes, adoption is an option… but… dammit… I wanted a child of my own. It’s not fair.
Thanks, man. Now go be a great dad for all of us guys who aren’t going to get the chance to be dads. Give your little one a extra hug for me. Your kid is a lucky kid to have a dad like you.
The above poem is titled “Just For This Day” and was written and copyrighted by Sally Meyer. It was written for her son Dhylan, who is autistic.
Why are you displaying it on your website and seeming to take credit for it?
Hello there,
I am the author of that poem that you have on your website, could you please contact me ASAP. If you do not believe me, simply do a google search with the name Sally Meyer and Dhylan.
Thanks
Sally
reta, i’m not taking credit of that poem.
it was sent to me thru email.
im gonna edit it and include Sally Meyer as the author of this poem.
Thanks for the info
Sally, ma’am, i didn’t know who wrote that poem.
Sorry if it seems that i took credit on your heart-warming creation.
I really do apologize for the intrusion, i never meant any inconvenience on your part. I can delete this post if that’s the only way that i correct this mistakes.
Thanks
Edited post.
I also removed the part where Austin suggested.