Happy Father's Day
"When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years."
~ Mark Twain
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Ancestor
Were one to meet the ghost of one's father,
sail to that great island,
step off the boat and shake his hand,
perhaps embrace him there where he had walked from shadow,
one might sit with him facing the rhapsodic waters,
breathing memories from the wind,
pouring grains of sand through one's hands,
counting the times he had touched you in that life
when it mattered because you were his son,
though he had only begun to remember.
Comment #1 Posted by: poetry | June 21, 2009 11:57 PM