Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Fish Dinner

There's a stiff wind today
a bright sun
a chill in the air and leaves too
fall days and the smell
of wet leaves
cotton gloves
chainsaw gas and oil
bring back a flood o memory
and a tear or two
it's been 21 years since you left
I still see your sneaky grin
your angry temper
your warped sense of humor
twenty one years since had you
burned to ash
and we fed your ashes
to the fish
like you asked
I miss you
and your temper
and your quick laugh
you were a good teacher
a strange friend
and a father who taught me how to work
and how to be a strong smartass myself

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