Fathers Day

A quiet Sunday
Texts from the kids
The wonder of a daughter who cares
A son who loves – shares
A card on the table
But all is not so stable

The heart in pain
As it hears a sung refrain
An inner tide of red iron
Keeping me alive to feel the cut
Of a life having opened doors
But leaving too many shut

The love of a daughter, a son
Truly – keenly – felt
An opening heart
The tears that melt
A solid core of emotion lumped – pumped
Like poison around a body slumped

The contrast between success and failure
The constant reminder of other’s material wealth
Posing on streets – houses – maybe even in stealth
The crashing reminder of how things have gone awry
Forcing me to look at my decisions
Not able to shy
Away

Just another Fathers Day

June 2014
© Charles Tolman

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