AFTER FATHER DIED 1968A Poem by Terry CollettAFTER A FATHER'S DEATH IN 1968After my father died they brought his body back in an open coffin to stay over night in our chilled front room. He looked peaceful lying there no longer racked by cancer no longer in pain just at peace no lines on face no furrowed forehead from worry and anxiety just wax like smooth and a sense of calm unknown since his life began. I stood looking down at him taking in his waxen face his dark brows neatly trimmed his sealed lips pinkish white his greying hair combed into a neatness as if for a wedding or funeral. I kissed his chilled forehead with lips sensed him loss to us in another place. I moved back and stood and stared and said goodbye with love and tear in eye. © 2017 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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