My Son Terence
Have you a letter from my son
Terence?
Not this morning.
When do you think he will
write?
Hard to say he’s just a
boy.
He’s far away you know.
So you say.
Took him with her when she
left.
Didn’t even say good-bye.
Don’t you send a note
every month?
Yes, and she cashes all the
checks.
Doesn’t mean he gets the
notes.
I hate to think she’s that
way.
That way enough to sneak
off
without a word.
He’s my son. Someday
we’ll reconnect.
Tomorrow, check the mail
again
tomorrow.
Gerald McBreen is the
Coordinator for the Striped Water Poets of Auburn, WA. They host an "open
mic" every first Monday of the month. He is Poet Laureate of Pacific, WA.
(2009-2015) His most recent award - winning the online Cover Letter Contest for
July, 2014 - River Styx. He loves to see members of the Striped Water Poets
advance and get published.
Thanks for sharing this piece Gerald.
ReplyDeleteSad and all too true how often this happens. My heart goes out to you.
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