The Last Time With Father Poem by Richard Groom

The Last Time With Father



Yellow earth
black clouds
a mound of death
flowering itself green.

Is this not
you father
a year later
begging from
a headstone!

Our names
are the same
only our dates
will change
the time
we meet again

Forgive me
i've changed
my religion
a man come
with a lawn
cutter to trim
your beard

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