What would my father think
if he could see me now?
Would he be disappointed,
and we’d end up in a row?
Would he tell me
to pull myself together
or even
hand me a white feather.
Or would he extend his hand
and tell me not to worry.
To take my time
that there’s no need to hurry
He would tell me I will
be back on my feet before long
and then I will be able to fix
the things that have gone wrong.
I know my father
has been gone a while,
but that doesn’t mean
his memory can’t bring a smile.
Interesting Poem and well written.
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Powerful and touching with a tad of melancholy.
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You’re protected by angels. Love it when I find them. I keep them.
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Melancholy but truthful. We all want to know what that one person would say or think today.
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