David Walker Poet Rhyme

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The Last Time I Saw Father

The Last Time I saw Father 
David J Walker

There he was
His face aglow behind the 
Coffee shop window
Sitting 
stirring a chrome-plated spoon 
In the dark sheen of
Coffee sugar and cream

He looked up
	Saw me 
And became the moon as full
As the last days that October  
could display

There he was
Taking a long last drag from his 
	Unfiltered cigarette 
Crushing it out and 
	Disappearing in the 
Gray smoke 

His ghost-like figure
Starting the DeSoto parked 
On the curb and 
Driving away
Without a word

There he goes 
A cloud afloat
 in a puff
Of smoke 
Toward a November sky

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