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Wednesday, June 16, 2010

When Fathers Weep At Graves

I see them weep
The fathers at the stones
Taking off the brave armour
Forced to wear in the workplace
Clearing away the debris
With gentle fingers
Inhaling the sorrow
Diminished by anguish
Their hearts desiring what they cannot have
To walk hand in hand
With children no longer held
To all the fathers who leave a part
Of their hearts at the stones
May breezes underneath trees of time
Ease their pain
As they receive healing tears
. . . the gift the children give.

~ Alice J. Wisler


Julia M. Reffner said...

Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem, Alice. Your books were both on great prices at amazon and I couldn't resist today.

Alice J. Wisler said...

Thanks for buying my novels.