Nostalgia
I could see your excitement
Each time you picked up the phone
The only thing you always asked—
Daughter, when are you coming home
Very soon, I always replied
What can I get you father?
Chocolate candy with a soft core
You said, if it’s not a big bother
I visited year after year
Basking in your love and pride
While rolling the candy in your mouth
You smiled always,bright and wide
Later I came and sat with you
Looking into your eyes for recognition
But I was lost deep in your haze
A stranger worthy of suspicion
I don’t know how to visit your house now
The empty wheelchair would still be there
Your nameplate hanging on the gate
And mother—with her wrists bare
Written on :11/26/2016
Contest:Nostalgia
Copyright © Sara Chansarkar | Year Posted 2016
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