September 2, 2023

Reflection

TEARS

 

Source of that water?

Source of that river?

Way upstream.

Maybe it was when

my father abandoned us

way back when – tears

coming – unnoticed – slowly

flowing down my face during

a movie or watching a father

carrying his daughter up the stairs.

There is less about mom –

but tears will come if I ever listen

to her side of the story – but

then again, I never listened

to my dad that day when I saw

him crying. Upstream is far,

far away... far away.

© Reflections, Andy Costello