Missing Daddy, a poem to remember Paul E. Garrison
Twenty eight steps to the corner mailbox
(Step on a crack break your mother’s back)
Christmas lights flicker after the holidays
Time to take them down
Nothing to celebrate last year
Two-way street closed forever
I love you daddy
Bare branches poke holes through a setting sun
Can you hear me now?
Five pm pickup daily
Yellow legal pad now left blank
No reason to beat the pickup anymore
Bottom line, I don’t need it.
In memory of my beloved daddy, Paul E. Garrison
11/8/30 – 11/25/20