Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 69,444 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Dad And I - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Dad and I

He told me:
(Dad, I mean.)
“Go my son…do not sit.”
He talked as, I was kid.

Decades gone, as has he
I see me less than him
Even if
Round the world I have been.

Listen Dad;
I told you while you lived; now repeat:
“I have to kiss your hand”, now time is
For your feet, long after you have left
Deep in land; if something, is the bone.

Topic(s) of this poem: parents


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 5, 2015



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