Second Chances
First time around, I slowly locked
him out and threw away the keys.
Memories of him fell like Autumn leaves.
In reality, he was a father that I thought
I really knew. But in reality, he was also
a father I never really knew.
It was when I was shown a different view
that he became someone entirely new. After
years, and not a few. After years of dismissal
and irrelevancy; years I found nothing in him
of use to me. Long after his demise, he had
become someone unattractive both in my
mind and deep inside.
Things changed when a younger sister revealed
to me a father who made me feel good inside.
He became a father who was no longer a thorn in
my side. In a very real sense, my life became a dance
when I gave my father another look, a second chance.
061025cj
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2025
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