MY FATHER

 

My father has died!

A struggle comes to a close;

A journey of his own experience.

There is relief of pain,

Physical! Spiritual!

We cannot tell how much!

 

There is a new pain!

That left to those who remain.

Many questions are asked,

They are personal; Individual!

To some it is sadness;

To others guilt or indifference.

 

Should there be joy?

There is relief of pain!

Personal feelings reviewed;

Self assessed, circumspect;

It is difficult to look back;

To look forward unchanged!

 

We share our loss!

Love is expressed; Consolation!

Friends are sensitive, concerned;

We struggle with our feelings.

We are faced with reconciliation;

Who suffers the greater pain?

 

We are responsible to others!

Relationships require nurture!

Pain is always present!

We grow, sometimes suffering.

We are robbed of strength;

Well-being can be lost.

 

My father has died!

Many years have passed;

Many experiences gone unshared.

There is loss!

Distance can exist, command

Time, friendship and understanding!

 

Dec. 19th. 1993 © Will George.

Will George Poet

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