Visiting Dad,
Will he remember me,
Valentine box of chocolates in hand,
It's February
Time and Days are like Groundhog days here The bulletin board in the entryway filled with cutout Hearts.
Dad sleeping
Dreams and sleep
Let him pass the time
Update the memo board
Oh Larry, Mary Kay and Patti visited
Dad's memory on a memo board
A kiss and hug on the forehead
Dad slowly comes back
Were his eyes always this blue
The color of the sea
Sitting up
Is that disappointment I see
I am still here
Yes Dad
Dad unwraps the pink flocked ribbon
Blue flocked wallpaper memories
Dad toasted my engagement in that room
Take my mind away from here
Dad lets fly away, back there
I did not know
Blue eyes
That
You
Would
Open
Chocolates
Here
All
Those
Years
Ago.
Cellophane
We both tug at it
Finally a seam is opened
Like Dad's transluscent
Skin
His tent
His soul is enclosed
His work
To leave
This
Earth
To Fly
Yes Dad
You are still here.
Chocolate hearts
Pour forth
We open the box
Upside down
Dad and I
Catch
The Falling Hearts
Love
Pouring Forth
In
Chocolate
It is a momentary
Escape
Dad and I enjoy
Love
It's just like that
It cannot be contained
It cannot be bound
Dad
Your Love
Bountiful.
Walking
The Halls
Dad
And
I.
We hold hands this time.
Searching
For
An
Escape
We come round again.
The
Room
Says
James Hoying
His address
All the homes
You
Built
Dad.
This is not of your own
Hands.
Trust
Faith
Chocolates
It comes
Down
To These.
Closed
Those
Blue Eyes
Dreaming
A New Address
A room
Being
Prepared
Just for
Dad
With
Blue
Flocked
Wallpaper
And
Chocolates.
