Arlene A Grizzle

Ode To My Father

There is a firm knock on the door
to your soul.  You’ve left the door
unlocked for too long; Death politely
seeks entry. His lulling tune calls
out to the weary making sweet his
promise of rest. Know well dear father,
Death’s promise will take you from
us. You consider your care too arduous
for those you love. You weakly nod “yes”
to Death’s call. With trembling lips you
whisper love should not require so
much. I turn away and hide my tears.
Loving you was never a burden.

Copyright © Arlene A. Grizzle 2017

Arlene is a novice poet. She holds a bachelor’s degree in sociology and spent many years working with the disabled population. Arlene dreams of writing song lyrics and poetry that will break hearts.


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