A Poem for My Parents
Location
Quick gasps
Quick grasp-
Heaven on her hands.
Two girls
Strange world,
For a widowed man.
9 hour shift, returning to
the greatest monsters known.
Beastly things: the teenage daughters,
We grope, we gripe, we groan.
Morning comes, you smile,
But I saw you alone.
head in hands, body tense-
And from that point I've known.
Mother's Day,
Father's Day-
A gift to you I give.
My mother,
My father-
Both my parents live.