Speaking with Father

I always visit him. It's nice to see someone leaves fresh flowers. Due to circumstances I do most of the speaking.

I let him know that like him , I'm not perfect , I rarely get thing right, and fearful letting people down.

I explained mum with be with the wind soon. She may have already joined him. They where soul mates, just crap a relationships.

Returning to roots, environments of child hood stir insights to the surface.

Standing there talking with dad , I found deep gratitude for him and mum. They got me to this place now, and even with all my struggles , who is to say I have lived my life wrong.

A good father helps a son overcome his doubt. Find a pathway, realise worth. Pity mine is not here to witness it. His spirit remains part of it, as it always has.

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