Opal Child

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Opal Child

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Born under a waxing moon

With a fiery spirit in her eyes

One look, her daddy swooned

When he heard his baby’s cry.

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Saying Adios, Dad

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He floated freely through life, with the wind as his companion. Always free, never encumbered.” – Linda Lee Lyberg
Yesterday, I said good-bye to my father for the last time. And although he was never in my life much, there is a new emptiness I can’t decipher. Is it because I have a handful of memories, most of which include me feeling disappointed and him being, well, Bill Polley
Or is it because I forgot a long time ago the sound of his voice as he called my name?

My father was never apologetic for his actions; he lived his life as he saw fit.
In 1972, he saw fit to change his entire name from William Clark Polley to Anthony Joseph Pollizzio. I am still unsure why.

He leaves 4 women behind: myself, as his oldest daughter, my own daughter, my half-sister, and her daughter. We each have our own memories of him. In all our cases, our memories of who he was reflect 4 completely different perspectives of one man. Who, exactly was this man who was my father?
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Autumn Equinox

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Autumn Equinox

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Daylight’s warmth quickly fleeting
There’s a chill in morning air
Summer sun no longer beating
Leaves falling and trees laid bare

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Free

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Free

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Irrelevant to my father’s life

A passing thought from time to time Read More