Aloha Friday….
no work till Monday…. used to play on the radio as I made my way into work each Friday morning. And now, I am struggling to remember… Why don’t I hear that song anymore? Where did it go? Fridays are still Fridays, right?
Here I sit…. long before the sun will rise today, remembering you. Your gentle kiss and I love you as you headed out of the door to work. You’ve always been the one myDarlin’. The one that would go in early to prepare coffee and a feast for those stumbling in sleepy eyed.
Here I sit…. long before the sun will rise today, remembering you. Your gentle kiss and I love you as you headed out of the door to work. You’ve always been the one myDarlin’. The one that would go in early to prepare coffee and a feast for those stumbling in sleepy eyed.
I remember as we would get ready, you were always first – and would wait in the truck for me. I’ll be waiting for you right here you would tell me, as I hurried to finish and gather all that I needed for the evening. In retrospect, all you need is love, right?
And you were always first loading in…. Not sure if you were ever a Boy Scout, but you were always ready for anything. By the time the first dinner patrons were rolling in, you had already set up and were ready to go, allowing you to spend some time getting to know them. And I would roll in from working a bit late, blow you a kiss, then grab the Kona flags and set them up to bring others in.
Parties brought lots of planning and teamwork for the family, but the one thing that I’ll always remember is waking to the smell of the grill making its’ way from the porch through the dining room and down the hall. Right about that time, when I opened my eyes, there you stood with a cheerful ‘Good Morning Baby!’
And we worked hard and played hard myDarlin’. (Although, I just started a bit after you…) As I sit here, awake long before is normal for me, I think of you already in heaven, getting the feast ready and setting up for the gig. Don’t worry myDarlin’, I’m working late – taking care of business, setting up the flags to bring others in.
We work hard, then play hard don’t we myDarlin’? I close my eyes and smile as I know that your work here is done… time to play, play in God’s House Band myDarlin’.
We work hard, then play hard don’t we myDarlin’? I close my eyes and smile as I know that your work here is done… time to play, play in God’s House Band myDarlin’.
Today, on Aloha Friday, I am ever so grateful for the memories of myDarlin’Robert Kenui Pope and the precious time we shared. Work hard, Play hard.
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