My Father died
Alone
Without anyone
Important
Little things weren’t said
Between us
There were no clues
But
We were getting there
Hands across his heart
Was it for pain?
Was it for a peaceful ride?
Straight to heaven
Did the cigarettes take their toll on his lungs?
I just do not know
But
I’m still crying now
That we never finished our journey
Dad or Joe,
It matters not his name, a earie silence on the banks
The fish they mulitply
The birds call his name in song
no more Joe or Dad
just silence where he use to be once
The rivers edge
The rocky sea shore
the sandy beach
Just silence……….