My beloved father, the last time we met
in company with your confidant and friend Abu,
we spoke of many things.
Most importantly the history I'd lost in the
half century of not being your son.
You surrendered me for expediency
because you were a man of peace.
The circumstances of then made me who I am,
and not necessarily the son you wanted;
But that's another story.
Much feeling do you words provoke as the subject is emotional to all Thank you for sharing
J, I am returning to this, as you touch so much in this as in so many pieces. t x
Jerry, this is a sad poem, but also a happy one to some extent. You've apparantly righted the ship. Some never do. Ron
Awesome and moving poem Jerry, makes one wonder at the full story.
Jerry I enjoyed reading this poem. It is well written and if true has given a glimpse into your personal story.
A huge number of feelings flow out of these few lines into the heart of the reader. This is poetry at its best.
A great poem ~ Thank you for sharing~ and that makes me think deeply about the big world with father~
if you wrote this with the right emotion..... applause for you sir.... keep writing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Of course I speak in ignorance but it is quite possible your father would be very proud of the introspective man you have become… and perhaps your outstanding poetry as well.