Moon River
I waited long that day in June
when you said you’d be back by noon,
but more hours passed... so tense and slow
and why she cried I didn’t know.
“Don’t worry mum, he’ll be home soon”
The wireless aired your fav'rite tune
about the river and the moon;
my silent tears began to flow.
I waited long…
…that night in June, on desert’s dune
your love for me lay torn and strewn.
Without a word you chose to go
and not return to see me grow,
yet still I yearned your safe cocoon…
...I waited long.
** I was four years old when my dad left. Forty years on I can still remember that day
like it was yesterday. He didn't make any contact until 20 years later... too little, too
late. He passed away a few years ago, but I couldn't bring myself to attend his funeral.
Copyright © Sharon Tideswell | Year Posted 2010
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