Ann Beard Poems
A Letter To My Dad
If I could write a letter to my Dad.
I’d ask him, are you watching over me?
Seeing through my eyes the life, I’ve had.
Translating all the worldly sights, I see.
If I could put a question to my Dad
I’d ask him are you always at my side
The centre of my soul is very sad
Starting from the day they said you died.
If I could put my arms around my Dad
I’d ask him how to bare the wrath of men
Who, acting in the name of a religion,
kill without regret and feed on mayhem.
If I could just but walk beside my Dad
I’d ask him, was it hard to leave ...
Eyes close but do not block out sight,
I cannot sleep but toss and turn.
Not knowing where or why
my insecurity will bite.
Tormented so by restless thought,
I walk the tunnels full of doors
heart pounding in my chest.
I am distraught.