The Wall
There is a wall of ice between us.
I see a frosty glimmer of you,
A semblance of the face of many years ago.
It has thickened year by year.
Come sun or rain or a hail of fire it will not thaw.
On my side ive grown into a man yet inside im still a child.
On yours you count your days and wrinkles.
We both refuse to chisel at our stone walled hearts.
Yet i know beneath our weathered skin my child yearns for a father who in turn longs for his son.
Before our days are done i hope we bore a man shaped hole in this cold and dark divide.
As in yours there is a hole in my cold heart which only you and I can fill
Copyright © Zed Zed | Year Posted 2019
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