years ago it was, as I have seen the photographs
and while there was nothing written down to
prove that it happened... it is well remembered
inside my memories, not just my imagination;
a father son reunion happened on Thanksgiving Day
as I ate the turkey that was brought to you...
as you were only interested in the gravy and dressing
and our guest ate the roll placed on the side dish
while you were getting propped up in the bed;
a father son reunion did not happen as often
as one would have thought and not for us since
we were always miles apart on our thoughts but
in those years divorced from the reality of our lives,
growing stronger and more determined in separation;
a father son reunion happened quite inconspicuously
as I had originally just stopped by on my way to
another destination where inlaws were grouped
and no one was ever invited as the road was very
very narrow on the way to where they lived;
a father son reunion was merely a part of destiny
as on that day, in that year, our paths were to cross
along with our hearts that had been involuntarily
put out to pasture to live on the stories of memories
and feast on the remembrances of association;
our father son reunion was absooute and final as the
next day before I arrived you passed away, leaving me
with the memory of our last day together and no regrets
in either of our minds that there should have been more.
14 October 2021
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