RECONCILIATION

By Lisa Huddleston

I know it’s very late to be posting a Father’s Day poem; but it came to me in the middle of the night, and I wrote it down on my phone. Maybe it’s something someone needs to read.

 

Peace.

Peace.

Forgiven but too late to be reconciled

Sharp wit dulled by disease

Old love dulled by distance

Even the ability to speak erased

No awkward card to buy this year

A sad relief

But a father-less Father’s Day for real this time was a shock

No hope of maybe next year

Maybe one more visit

Maybe one more chance to hear or to say the words

But maybe this year

I am sorry enough for us both