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MY LEONARDO
MY DAD
PAUL DOMENICO VALVO
FEBRUARY 6, 1925 - DECEMBER 31, 2002
IN YOUR SPRING, YOU FLEW LIKE A SPARROW
RUNNING THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS OF ITALY
TO YOUR GRANDFATHER’S CABIN
ALWAYS CURIOUS, INQUISATIVE AND EXPLORING
THE STORIES YOU TOLD US OF THE TIMES WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG
FROGS IN YOUR POCKETS
FAVA BEANS FOR DINNER
NOT GREETING YOUR FATHER WITH A KISS IN THE SCHOOLYARD
THEY ALL SEEMED TO HAVE MEANING
OH WHAT I WOULDN’T DO TO HEAR YOU TELL THEM ONE MORE TIME
IN YOUR SUMMER, YOU BECAME A MAN
HANDSOME, INTELLEGENT, CONFIDENT A DOCTOR
YOU CAME TO AMERICA, TAUGHT YOURSELF ENGLISH,
MET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE AND STARTED A FAMILY
THE MANY LIVES THAT YOU TOUCHED
THE PATIENTS YOU HEALED
THE INFLUENCE YOU PROVIDED
YOU TAUGHT US ABOUT YOUR INSPIRATION
LEONARDO DAVINCI
ALL OF HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS
ALL OF HIS TALENTS
“WHAT A GREAT MAN” YOU WOULD SAY
AND LIKE LEONARDO, YOUR MIND HAD NO BOUNDARIES
THERE WASN’T A TOPIC OR SUBJECT YOU COULDN’T ADDRESS
AND YOUR ACCOMPLISHMENTS WERE EVEN MORE ABUNDANT
SCIENCE, MEDICINE, MUSIC, PAINTING AND ART,
POETRY, PHOTOGRAPHY, MICOLOGY (MUSHROOMS THAT IS)
AND ON AND ON…
CARPENTRY, MASONRY, PLANTS, ANIMALS AND ESPECIALLY PEOPLE
MY DAD THE PSYCHIATRIST
YOUR HOBBIES WOULD HAVE DRIVEN THE SANEST WIFE INSANE
YET YOURS ALWAYS ‘STOOD BY HER MAN’
AND WHEN YOU SPOKE, PEOPLE LISTENED
YOU SPOKE WITH PASSION AND CONVICTION
AND THAT WAS JUST WHEN YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT MUSHROOMS
SOMEHOW, YOU MADE IT ALL SOUND INTERESTING
YOUR EMOTIONS RAN DEEP
YOU AND MOM ALWAYS TAUGHT US TO LOVE EACH OTHER
I NEVER KNEW WHAT YOU REALLY MEANT
WHEN YOU WROTE ABOUT THE SEASONS OF YOUR LIFE
WHAT I WOULDN’T GIVE TO HEAR YOU EXPLAIN IT ONE MORE TIME
AND IN YOUR AUTUM
YOU REAPED THE HARVEST OF YOUR LIFE’S WORK
RESPECTED PROFFESSIONAL, LOVING FATHER AND HUSBAND,
ADORED GRANDFATHER
YOUR INFLUENCE PROFOUND
THE LESSONS YOU TAUGHT
ALL THOSE CLICHES
THEY ALL TURNED OUT TO BE TRUE
IF ONLY I KNEW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW
FOR YOUR WINTER HAS COME UPON YOU ALL TOO SOON PAPA
AS MUCH AS I REFUSED TO ACCEPT THE INNEVITABLE
THE SNOW IS BLOWING AND THE SUN NOWHERE TO BE FOUND
YOU WERE RIGHT AGAIN
OH HOW WE’LL MISS YOU DAD
BUT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WITH US IN OUR HEARTS
AND IN OUR MINDS
FOR ANOTHER SPRING WILL SOON BE HERE ONCE AGAIN
AND AS I WALK FIRMLY INTO MY SUMMER
I AM WARMED BY THE MEMORIES OF YOU
MY LEONARDO
MY DAD
WRITTEN BY:
PAUL A. VALVO
IN MEMORY OF MY FATHER,
THE GREATEST MAN I WILL EVER KNOW
MY DAD
PAUL DOMENICO VALVO
FEBRUARY 6, 1925 - DECEMBER 31, 2002
IN YOUR SPRING, YOU FLEW LIKE A SPARROW
RUNNING THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS OF ITALY
TO YOUR GRANDFATHER’S CABIN
ALWAYS CURIOUS, INQUISATIVE AND EXPLORING
THE STORIES YOU TOLD US OF THE TIMES WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG
FROGS IN YOUR POCKETS
FAVA BEANS FOR DINNER
NOT GREETING YOUR FATHER WITH A KISS IN THE SCHOOLYARD
THEY ALL SEEMED TO HAVE MEANING
OH WHAT I WOULDN’T DO TO HEAR YOU TELL THEM ONE MORE TIME
IN YOUR SUMMER, YOU BECAME A MAN
HANDSOME, INTELLEGENT, CONFIDENT A DOCTOR
YOU CAME TO AMERICA, TAUGHT YOURSELF ENGLISH,
MET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE AND STARTED A FAMILY
THE MANY LIVES THAT YOU TOUCHED
THE PATIENTS YOU HEALED
THE INFLUENCE YOU PROVIDED
YOU TAUGHT US ABOUT YOUR INSPIRATION
LEONARDO DAVINCI
ALL OF HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS
ALL OF HIS TALENTS
“WHAT A GREAT MAN” YOU WOULD SAY
AND LIKE LEONARDO, YOUR MIND HAD NO BOUNDARIES
THERE WASN’T A TOPIC OR SUBJECT YOU COULDN’T ADDRESS
AND YOUR ACCOMPLISHMENTS WERE EVEN MORE ABUNDANT
SCIENCE, MEDICINE, MUSIC, PAINTING AND ART,
POETRY, PHOTOGRAPHY, MICOLOGY (MUSHROOMS THAT IS)
AND ON AND ON…
CARPENTRY, MASONRY, PLANTS, ANIMALS AND ESPECIALLY PEOPLE
MY DAD THE PSYCHIATRIST
YOUR HOBBIES WOULD HAVE DRIVEN THE SANEST WIFE INSANE
YET YOURS ALWAYS ‘STOOD BY HER MAN’
AND WHEN YOU SPOKE, PEOPLE LISTENED
YOU SPOKE WITH PASSION AND CONVICTION
AND THAT WAS JUST WHEN YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT MUSHROOMS
SOMEHOW, YOU MADE IT ALL SOUND INTERESTING
YOUR EMOTIONS RAN DEEP
YOU AND MOM ALWAYS TAUGHT US TO LOVE EACH OTHER
I NEVER KNEW WHAT YOU REALLY MEANT
WHEN YOU WROTE ABOUT THE SEASONS OF YOUR LIFE
WHAT I WOULDN’T GIVE TO HEAR YOU EXPLAIN IT ONE MORE TIME
AND IN YOUR AUTUM
YOU REAPED THE HARVEST OF YOUR LIFE’S WORK
RESPECTED PROFFESSIONAL, LOVING FATHER AND HUSBAND,
ADORED GRANDFATHER
YOUR INFLUENCE PROFOUND
THE LESSONS YOU TAUGHT
ALL THOSE CLICHES
THEY ALL TURNED OUT TO BE TRUE
IF ONLY I KNEW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW
FOR YOUR WINTER HAS COME UPON YOU ALL TOO SOON PAPA
AS MUCH AS I REFUSED TO ACCEPT THE INNEVITABLE
THE SNOW IS BLOWING AND THE SUN NOWHERE TO BE FOUND
YOU WERE RIGHT AGAIN
OH HOW WE’LL MISS YOU DAD
BUT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WITH US IN OUR HEARTS
AND IN OUR MINDS
FOR ANOTHER SPRING WILL SOON BE HERE ONCE AGAIN
AND AS I WALK FIRMLY INTO MY SUMMER
I AM WARMED BY THE MEMORIES OF YOU
MY LEONARDO
MY DAD
WRITTEN BY:
PAUL A. VALVO
IN MEMORY OF MY FATHER,
THE GREATEST MAN I WILL EVER KNOW
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