Weekends With Dad

Antique Sandwich Co

On weekends with Dad we would eat at the Antique Sandwich Company

We were explorers

Looking for the best house to look at in Old Tacoma

Looking for the prettiest trinket from the antique shop

Looking for a stray cougar in Point Defiance forest

On weekends with Dad we were archers or bowlers

And my big brother would let me win

On weekends with Dad we built trains

He had a tool box with many tiny drawers with tiny tools

We painted, added wear and tear and little people

For the Pore and Rain Railroad

My Dad liked to make people laugh

He recorded jokes on the answering machine

And wrote me letters on puzzles

On weekends with Dad he would tell me elaborate stories

And I believed every one

I will never forget the look on his face

When I said “Dad!” at the end

I will never forget his warm embrace

I love you Dad

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Elizabeth Williams About Elizabeth Williams

I am a single mother and a full time student at Saint Martin's University majoring in Accounting. Most of my time is spent studying, parenting, doing house work and Tae Kwon Do with my six year old son.
I have been writing poetry as a creative outlet since my young teen years. I also performed ballet and jazz for ten years and played the trombone for 5 while growing up. My music tastes are very eclectic. I enjoy writing in free verse with metaphors. This blog is the first public show of my work.
I am also inspired to take amateur pictures of nature and family. Some of these are posted with some of my poetry. I hope to inspire people and touch them with my words.


  1. Larry Fredrickson says:

    Way to score, Elizabeth! Good poetry…

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