John F. McCullagh

Gold Star - 4,504 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Drinking To Remember - Poem by John F. McCullagh

The bar was closed,
the dawn approached
like a grey and threatening sea.
He placed two glasses on the bar
one for him, one for me.

Black Bush shimmered in each glass
golden in half light
We proposed a toast to you
thirty years ago tonight.

That day We'd brought you to the church
and the graveyard just beyond.
Larger than life you always loomed
hard to believe you're gone.

They say that when a father dies
a boy becomes a man.
If it didn't happen right away
I hope you'll understand.

I'll never hear your voice again
or share a hug and kiss.
I'm drinking to remember
It was such a night as this.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

the marking of the 30th anniversary of my father's death.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 8, 2012

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