My Real Father Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

My Real Father



Remembering my Grandfather
forgetting my Dad

Wanting to be near him
paternal influence bad

He loved without question,
his smile blocked the sun

And without his embracing
—my life on the run

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2016)

Monday, August 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: grandfather
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