Sunday, 8 October 2017

My Father's Eyes


I catch
my reflection
watching me,
looking tired,
and sad
since you left.
That telltale left eyelid
droops.
"Hello Dad"
I think,
with a half-way
inside smile.
"Fancy seeing you here!"
He smiles back,
"I never went away",
he says.

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