Father’s Day

Family, Poetry

The radio played that song
I was washing the dishes
I hardly realised it was on
Just a background noise
Tickling my ear drums
Until my heart pricked at the familiar tune
And suddenly I’m bracing myself
The rush of images it brings leaves me standing still
The ache inside
Dulls and sharpens like a well used pencil
I sketch out our memories
Over and over
Not knowing if I’m elaborating and dreaming
Adding to the gallery images we never took
Remembering and wishing
All merging together in my mind
The story of father and child

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