What a father teaches

 I recently had a poem published by the Texas Poetry Assignment. The poem is entitled "What a father teaches." It is mostly true, told with a little bit of imagining. My father did talk to me of the blue jays and how they cared for me. I was one of their own.  And my father was a shoe man, a salesman almost all his life. Until he started his lawn care business when he retired.  At 90 he still mows a few lawns (mostly for neighbors).  The poem was originally part of my "Blind man" series, but has now found a life of its own.