Padre De Sera
He just laid there, ignoring us all
Hibernating like a “lost Boy”
Colorless, like the breath that used to be
He looks like no one I’ve seen
Eyes on him, judging, mocking, loving
Mine were in disbelief, cold, numb
I quit on the greatest show of all
Pup tents in my heart
Not for me, so my sibling wasn’t alone
Tear ducts, barren and dry
I love her, I loved him
We’re products of my father’s demise
Glanced over at the human shell
Realizing my father left two days ago
His soul gone to who knows
I was looking at my reflection
Copyright © Peter Calvanese Jr. | Year Posted 2009
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