What Would I Say

Kurt Philip Behm

 

My Father died at 63

I’m now 75

I remember the day

I turned 63

Thinking I would finally know

What he knew

Be able to feel what he felt

See what he saw

And to be who he was

But I wasn’t a decorated

World War 2 Marine

The last of his platoon

To survive

The Solomon Islands the graveyard

Of most of his friends

He died on a Thursday

But we were estranged

‘Another woman who was not my Mom’

Looking back I wonder

What could I have changed

What words would I have used

To say to him …

 

(To Edward F. Behm U.S.M.C.: March, 2024)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 4th, 2024 10:49
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  • Doggerel Dave

    I remember the year of my 62nd birthday, the age my father died...I am now 82. There is far too much I can relate to here, impossible to provide, even if I could, in the space I have. I'll just leave with a thanks, Kurt.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Thank you, Dave. Some of these feelings we never
      get away from.



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