Jim Milks (2/7/1966 / Boston)
A Visit to Mom and Dad's House
Hi Mom and Dad;
I stopped by your house today; it has been a long time that I have been away.
I walked past the iron gates of sorrows, dreaming of the countless tomorrows, stepped past the neighbors standing stone silent, past the flames that burn in the night right to the angel wings frozen in flight.
I clipped the grass and tended the flowers, lost in the past I lingered for hours. This visit I brought my daughter, you would have loved her had you known her. She has your eyes, and caring heart. The time has come for us to depart, fear not mother and father though we depart we are never parted.
The neighbors stare their stony stares as we turn to leave down the twisting path we bob and weave. Back to the iron gate of sorrow I shall return tomorrow.
One day I will return, this time to stay. Till then dear mother and father rest do not bother, for I will come and tend the lawn, weed and straighten the flowers, Some days to linger long and wile away the hours.
So rest dear mother, and dear father I shall not falter. Have no fear your house is protected and I am near. Through winter storms and summer heat I shall stand guard and not feel defeat. Rake the earth and tend the stone for a thousand years you will not be alone
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