Dear Father.

I never lived with my father, though he is a great kind man he has a memory that he just won't let go. This is for him, something I wish for him to have.

 Why do you cry,
it's just a photo,
a baby now grown,
smile father, smile.

 We were poor,
my present was you,
so don't be sad,
father that I love.

 Back on the beach,
hunting shark teeth and shells,
shown how to hear the ocean,
for I always had to leave.

 Remember the cafe`,
where we told our stories,
that's when I knew,
you were always beside me.

 Can you see,
this uncanny resemblance,
how we walk and talk,
I'm here dad, I'm here.

 So don't cry father,
there will be new pictures,
rejoice in the memories,
knowing I love you very much.

Author's Note

The picture used is where my father and I drank coffee together. Central West End St. Louis, Cafe` Cartel.

Reviews

[Star Shaped Heart]

i am tempted to ask... why did you have to leave?