HOW ARE THINGS?

A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.

How are things
on your side
of the fence or curtain,
my son?

I think of you
quite often
as well you know
I guess.

Do you visit me
as I sleep or sit
at my PC
tapping in my words
and you stand there
as you used to do
gazing over
my shoulder
with your silent presence?

When I visit your grave
to bring flowers
or stand and talk
are you there
as I stand and stare?

I think your are
and when I walk away
back along the path
between graves
having sighed
and secretly cried
I imagine you
walking there
by my side.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

I believe our loved ones do walk beside us, even though we may not feel their presence in the way we're accostumed to. I have always been one to speak at a gravesite, to talk as though they could hear. We need to know they're ok on the other side...how assuring it would be, to really know.

[Terry Collett]

Thank you, Kelly. Yes, I do as well.

[Jamestown]

Wow, very touching piece! I too speak as if they are there and listening, l
often wonder if that is a selfish act on my part because of my need for them
to hear me, ldk? Very thought provoking, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Terry Collett]

Thank you, Jamestown.