This was my dad’s big date.
Some lessons are understood too late.
He felt lonelier than the sea
When mother died. Now he was left to me.
His girlfriend came to mother’s wake.
This broke whatever ties he wished to break.
Undisciplined, insane,
His cancer, in remission, flared again.
My eldest boy sent for the ambulance.
My dad in hospital reflected on his circumstance.
“I need to fix a lot of things, ” he said.
Two days later he was dead.
Hey George, I remember reading this one via email. Definitely worth another read. Hope all is well with you. -johnf
Bravo! I loved how you wove those words together. Sometimes, my father and I's emotions clash as well; however, we nearly always mend the tension built up. Good luck with your father, George, Cassandra Jasmine
Very awesome lovely hidden feelings trying to come out ..the truth that people try to hide you are inched to bring it out thank you nice one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I guess it's a case of 'too little too late' George. Too many of us know of these situations, it's up to us to give our children as much love love as we can then when we leave this mortal coil, we'll know that we'll be remembered with fondness.