Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Dad

you came
back from the shadows
of my dreams
to help me cope
with my waking reality

you seemed to say,

you can call on me now
i'll be there
to answer

I explained today
to you
and you were there

suddenly
and in plain view
sharply focused
with the clarity
that comes

with time

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Poems © Gemma W. Wilson