The Big Lie Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Big Lie

My daughter rang from Spain where had gone to see her mother,
to tell me she would never speak to me again for telling her mother
had disappeared in Spain under mysterious circumstances.
She had met her family, uncle, and aunts, who lived under canvas,
that was what I didn`t want her to know.
I tried to explain that there was a better world waiting for her
than tent living had little future, she needed an education. But
she wouldn`t listen and slammed the phone down.
I remember her first day in school when I had to stay outside
so she could see me and when we went for walks in the forest
and saw all the animals I conjured up.
Has she forgotten all this?
Unbearable silence in the house, my dog is sad and sits behind
the sofa, shall we never see her again?