Father Figure Poem by Rita Cerniglia

Father Figure



Like candles
your image
burns painfully.


Time melts,
as memory surrenders
your accurate description.


Your life
(once so much larger than mine)
embers.


I haven't the strength to blow you out,
but watch your silhouette in doubt,
till no one left remembers.

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