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the awkward smile
shuffling gait
childlike grin
People stare
amazed
confused
transfixed
-You see, he's my dad
I listen
to the shuffling of time
Red Sox won the pennant
World War II is over
My orange juice spilled on the carpet
Discordant blur
Disjointed cacophony
-You see, he's my dad
Now and then
the eyes brighten
the hands outstretch
for the sand
sifting through the final hourglass
It is all an illusion
the wheel of life
halting, halting
87 years young today
-You see, he's my dad
He scarcely walks
Dementia reigns
Yet the heart
the beating heart
keeps on loving
through the smoked glass
-You see, he's my dad
The nurses say stay home
He won't recognize you
Yet as long as one finger twitches
As long as a halting breath clouds the mirror
I will be there
For I am his only son
-You see, he's my dad
-and I love him
An excellent tribute to your father. Exceptionally well done.
So recently I lost my Mum at 91 one month short of being 92 ... two weeks before still bright as a button but at the end she didn't know me anymore but still I went to her ..
i mentioned this submission in the New Poem Review thread in the Poetry Forum. please feel free to come along and join in with other poets. the 50% temp rating here is so that it does not affect other temp ratings that follow. - wildsweetone
What a magnificent poem to write about your father. Very, very good writing.