A daughter’s love

Letter to the Editor.

(Editor’s note: The following poem was written by Michelle Klein to


her father, John Klein. Donations to the Klein family are being accepted at


Sno Falls Credit Union locations.)



I love you father


As you know,


And how you will never


Understand.


You are encased in my heart


As an immortal role model


Until I have grown


To have your heart


Your wit


Your kindness


Your humor


And you intelligence.



I love you father


For you always have something to say


I stick out my tongue


And you shout


“No thanks,


I use toilet paper.”


In a serious tone.


You share obscene jokes,


Making sure we are old enough


To hear.


As if nothing happened


To draw a tear


You make me laugh


And smile through all the pain.



I remember when you told me


Shared with me that


We would be helping a needy family


For the holidays.


Even though we didn’t have much


To share.



I love you father


It brings a tear to my eye


To think of losing you.



You told me that if


You came down with


An uncurable disease


You would sail


On your boat


And sail off


Playing cards


And die where you always wanted to be.


That made me cry, Dad.


I walked from your room to mine,


Choked, then burst into tears


As I stepped into my room.



Because I know that you could get sick


Anytime now


And I couldn’t bring you back.



I love you father


And I never want to stop


Saying that


Or at least say it for as long as possible.



You taught me, Dad


You prepared me for my future


Molded me into the person


That I will soon be


I wish you could see


That person you made,


And be proud.



This is worth telling you that


I love you Father.



Michelle Klein


North Bend