Benediction To My Father, and Apology For Disallowing

A Healthy Relationship Betwixt Yourself And Only Heir A hint of helping this wholesome Harris son cane across thru the air Hence this poetic expression of gratitude Matthew Scott wants to blare And communicate my genuine appreciation crystal clear Toward one whose existence more valuable to me and dear As thee doth become older natural diminishment with eyes and ear But lo…tis unproductive to fear diminishing sands of mortal time as cognitive gear Doth get clogged as well as one or other organ allowing ye to hear The sound of silence echoing memories of the past – now a blur Akin to a warm fuzzy feeling soft as moss or lichen precious as a coat of fur Which tomorrows speed faster becoming yesterday’s lore Mixed with trials and tribulations less or more Thickening as starch more difficult to pour From the egged on noggin blended into one glob kept in secret store Perhaps comprising partially healed wounds at your heart tore As if a drafted soldier once in tiptop shape now to the bone years wore Away whet dreams housed within myths indistinguishable from truths of yore Though I too sometimes fret as tempus fugit slinks away Where methinks how the years spin at a quicker pace each day Inculcating me to savor each moment, whether weather sunny or gray Taking stock of self of natural world as one named John Jay Audubon, who captured pristine lands of America as a frieze zing May Whereby bounteous creatures large and small at play Until…the inundation of settlers did slash, burn and slay Indiscriminately - setting precedent for Earth in a precarious balance oye vay Whence Mother Nature will win this global Olympic match – yet By which time, both thyself and ye will be long turned to ash Descendants will be dust off faded photos of me self before senescence did dash Totally unaware that me papa Boyce Brandon with clenched and teeth did gnash When I fought tooth and nail and without a word (passive aggressive Stonewall Jackson) did lash Back as protestations against behavior of mine ye disliked and found rash With frustration spilling forth like acidic froth that did splash Slash and burn within, yet kept mum no matter from within did thrash. I LOVE YOU TOO DAD WHO RECOILED AT BUTCH, BUZZ, CREW, RAZOR CUT, HAIRCUTS EXHIBITING HIS OWN HIRSUTE FAD NO MATTER BACK IN THE DAY YE GOT MAD YET NOW, AS A FATHER TWAS FRUSTRATION PERHAPS FUSED WITH BEING SAD AT MY LIFE & HARD TIMES WHEREIN TURMOIL ROILED MORE THAN A TAD!