My Father's Tears

Edthepoet

I walked through the gardens
Of my father's home
I walked in the kitchen
He's Sitting alone
Beer bottle empty
In his candle lit throne

I was your hero
That's all I lived for
It was my job to
Break all your falls
I tried to catch you
But you fell through my palms
What was born unconditional
Has nearly torn us apart
I did my best son
But was it enough? 

I raise up my hand
To wipe my father's face
He blew out the candle
And drifted away
Throne rocking empty
The candle light fades

Where once stood a hero
Is human after all
As My father's tears
Dropped to the floor
I tried to catch them
But they fell through my palm
If you believe in redemption
We deserve a second chance 
You did your best but
It's Time to move on


My eyes awokened
He was nowhere in sight
I took a deep breath
Then wiped my Cheeks dry
Of My father's tear drops
Or were they mine? 

  • Author: Edthepoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2017 03:36
  • Category: Family
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  • Fay Slimm.

    A poignantly nostalgic read which tugs the heartstrings. Your words open places of memory to which I relate. Thanks for sharing.

  • Tony36

    Wonderfully written and expressed Great write

  • WriteBeLight

    Absolutely beautiful and poignant Edthepoet!



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