Ten Years On

Phillip Henry Lessoway

I’ve not heard your voice in ten years
yet I’m still two years younger than
you were when I was born
your influence, a rusting model, yet stands
of few words, standing back, letting me
stumble, fall, as you always said:
“experience is the best teacher”
how to heart I’ve taken this
such lessons in your silence
exemplified stoicism
the older I become
signs of you
come out in me
my giving voice
to my pain, ache, love

so much I’d give
to be able to call you “pops”
one more time

© 2014 by DC Lessoway

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