My son
My son called todayOut of nowhere
Deep rough manly voice
Strong and forceful
So different from the
Soft and tenuous child
My mind recalls so
Many years ago
A building contractor
Tough an outdoors man
Gruff and swearing
Minutes stretched
As we wandered
Through his life
And mine
Catching up
Until at last
Our stories complete
He said in gentle
Soft goodbye
I love you dad
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2015-10-22 at 01:35
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