Father’s Poem

Audio Recordings, Relationships / June 16, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

My father’s poems
did not come down to us on paper

He was eight years old when his mother died
his youngest brother not yet three

They say he adopted the care
of the sweet sad child
and told him a story each night

Night after night after night
new stories he made up each night

And he would gather him up in the story
and hold him there
until he slept

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2 thoughts on “Father’s Poem”

Ann Kriss September 30, 2020 at 2:05 pm

I really like your poems, Neil — simple, basic, clear, beautiful. Ann Kriss

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wolfgang June 17, 2019 at 3:37 am

very touching poem.
how loving of your father
so sad
those stories not recorded.

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