The Burial of His Father
The cold damp day seemed so awry
as rain was falling from the sky;
the thoughts within his mind distraught
with memories of times gone by.
His hopeful dreams were filled with fraught
as reasons deep within he sought
to understand the meaning of
the lessons that his dad had taught.
But now no lessons preached thereof
the meanings of this life and love
for somewhere deep within the mist
his father watched him from above.
Alone with no one to assist
begin the struggles to exist
he now must face within his spheres,
and all his inner strength enlist.
He’s hidden all his deepest fears
as raindrops mixed with salty tears
cascading down his pallid cheek
while mourning all those long-lost years.
May 18, 2022
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2022
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