This year we went to the
park for dad's birthday
He would have liked it
Sunny and cool, it was a
beautiful day
We all ran and played Frisbee
and laughed
In the pauses a slight
breeze
Suggested thoughts and
feelings
Distances and time and
separation
Swirled through the
conversation
Explained the nature of
elements
Things that kept dad
from the park
Explained all the
reasons that kept him
From talking and playing
with us
All of us waiting
An empty place at the
table
But he did what he has
done
For over a decade now
And the place remains
vacant
And Elijah isn't
coming to the feast
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