And so you’re
Silent and faraway
Like the missing
Last few pages
Of favorite stories
I make up
An ending fit
For a princess
Because I fear
That the way
We really end
Is the way
That we are
And so you’re
Silent and faraway
Like the missing
Last few pages
Of favorite stories
I make up
An ending fit
For a princess
Because I fear
That the way
We really end
Is the way
That we are
And so the
Sled slid down
The hill absent
Any riders careening
To the bottom
And splintering sending
Pieces in directions
Unable to put
Together remnants I
Decided to sled
Alone knowing that
At least I
Am stronger and
Knowing that I
Can pick myself
Up together unlike
Us the sled
And so we
Made it through
The pass between
Interested and involved
A scary canyon
Filled with uncertainty
Coming out the
Other side avoiding
Boulders of suspicion
And jealousy we’re
Now clear to
The valley of
Possibility of what
We might be
Less frightening and
Calmer we exhale
Knowing that we
Are traversing this
Thing called life
I dreamt a
Dream of a
Past lover glee
And good times
Like looking at
Yellowed photographs when
I realized that
People only take
Pictures of happiness
Fathers and Daddies
Men that teach
Guide and groom
Boys to men
One day a
Special day recognizes
Those things passed
Down like a
Baton in life’s
Relay race sometime
Dropped yet always
Finished remember those
That made you
You
Happy Father/Daddy day