Saying Goodbye

Like the tiniest finch in the curve of our rain gutter The roof protects the eggs and nest which lay there, Shallow and cup-sized is the female’s safe bird’s nest, Where her little head pops up until even she must rest. Her chirps, music to my ears as she sings and sleeps, Digest and regurgitates…

The Military Man – My Father

Lost for wise and fair words as I struggle sadly trying hard to understand, This five-foot-four, striking, but mostly drunk this lonely military man. Before his sixteenth birthday, he took off to the horrid deadly Korean war, Crippled was this young soldier inside and out as the memories still tore. Dad, would pick up the…