In the Departures Lane

The lingering hug
  The last "I love you, Dad"
The suitcase on wheels
  behind him now

Automatic doors open
  "Get back in your vehicle, sir"
A final glimpse --
  Gruffly now: "Move out, mister..."
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Theraven Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 10:20 PM
Gershon, This poem with the lingering hug touches on the bittersweet in 'I love you's good bye. I don't think you can ever get good at this. -Richard
Wolf Avatar
December 10, 2019 at 5:41 PM
Yes, you are right. Shakespeare said it best, perhaps: "Parting is such sweet sorrow." Thanks, Gershon
Foster Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 3:45 PM
If I were not on good behavior... I might have been arrested... but I was.. so I prayed and said... Merry Christmas Sir... and waved to my kid and the angry man... No worries... God Bless your days. Lovely write. Ann
Wolf Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 5:02 PM
Ha, ha: Here in Chicago, we have very angry women. Worries! Cheers, Gershon
Faulkner Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 3:20 PM
Beautiful moment conveyed so lovingly-
Wolf Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 5:01 PM
Thank you for such a lovely comment, Michelle! Season's best, Gershon
Gauthier Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 2:42 PM
Aww, Gershon. Very touching. He's just a phonecall away. Lovely.
Wolf Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 5:00 PM
Have to count my blessings that he's only a phone call aw ay! When I went to Israel way back when, under a socialistic government, nobody had phones. Really. -- I couldn't be reached. Thanks, Line! :) gw
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