The meal was good,
he was quiet
and faraway.
A candle flickered,
she was well liquored
but let his peace pervade.
The table was cleared,
yet he stlll appeared.
to be silent and sad.
"You've something to say? "
"Yes, my thoughts are astray."
"Please, tell me why, Dad.
Are you seeing another? "
"I'm afraid so, my dear.
I've a date with your mother."
Waf
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