Poetry Corner with Larry Spiro: May 2026

This Villanelle is a Fathers-day poem.  Imagine how the world will be when daddy finally comes home.

(Spiro 2014)

Heaven is with you daddy come and play.
Mommy loves me so much but I need you.
Now is our time it’s still early today.

I miss your smile daddy come home to stay.
My hands and face are clean my heart is new.
Heaven is with you daddy come and play.

I know you can do it and find a way
to see me here in playlight’s golden hue.
Now is our time it’s still early today.

We can be together like Yesterday.
Hours of daylight are a precious few.
Heaven is with you daddy come and play.

Please rush home to me daddy don’t delay.
We are a first love and one that is true.
Now is our time it’s still early today.

You’re always my hero hug me I pray.
Oh turn my tears to joy away from blue.
Heaven is with you daddy come and play.
Now is our time it’s still early today.


DAD   by Ethan Bell

I don’t always say the things the way they live inside me
My words come out careful like steppingstones across water
But you have always been a steady pattern I can trust
A voice that doesn’t change when the world feels too loud
You taught me that love doesn’t have to be perfect
Just patient, Just there
So today on your birthday I want you to know
In the clearest way I can say it
I love you