Dad

Dad preferred to keep his hair in a neat brush-cut.

Often though, as the years crept up on him, 

he'd  let his silvery brush-cut grow long and his hair would stand  straight out from his head.

When his hair was like that
I'd tell him he looked like
a dandelion 

gone to seed.
He'd
laugh and agree...

Dad passed on in June of 2008

but every time I see 

a dandelion gone to seed

I think of Dad, 

of laughing with him,

 and 

of his silvery brush-cut.