Father's Grave

Her father lifted his old gray head and said to her "daughter you will be alone" She was trembling with anger and it was hard to hear him "You will be alone, all your life if you drive that man away" Her father walked to the sink and washed his cup "release your bitter anger" he advised her "you have been a sharp tounged girl since you were born it does not serve" She dropped her head, unwilling, unable punishment was her magic humiliation was her power At 33 she could not recover could not soften "He will hit the wall and walk away" her father said, turning to her "never' she said, although her heart quaked, her deepest fear and yet she could not stop three years later she knelt and wept at her fathers grave tapping, tapping, tapping the ground in sorrow wanting to hit, wanting to rage burning in her heart the bitter anger she lived for