The Empty Space
Childhood learning, knowing, knowledge gaining
Parents voices and actions all passed on
The learning process, each day memorised
The family group gathers at the end of the day
The kitchen table, set for five
Three sons growing, watching, learning
Mother and Father doing their best
Passing on all told to them in their past
Doing their best, sometimes not enough
Hugs and kisses shared with love
Sons grow as the years pass
School memories will sit in their past
Girlfriends introduced to the fold
Some become permanent, others not so
Talk of engagements discussed openly
Mother and Father sit there, listening intently
The eldest Son, heart worn on his sleeve
Talks of leaving the Family fold
Goodbyes given, tears are shed
One less at the table, an empty chair
This evening the talk is quiet
Mother and Father give each other the look
All goes quiet as tears flow
The empty place, causing memories of old
The process repeats as the years roll on by
Tonight, we look at Mother and Father on their own
The meal prepared, sits there waiting
That look is once again given
Hands grasp hands, squeezing tightly
They have done their duty, passed on knowledge
Hopefully, visits will soften into good memories
Parents suddenly thrust into a World not known
Hold onto each other, the story goes on.
Copyright © John A'Hern | Year Posted 2022
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