ERIC

ERIC

MY CHILDREN ARE SCATTERED
FROM ASSHOLE TO TEACUP
AS ME SAINTED MOTHER USED TO SAY
BUT I KNOW WHERE THEY ARE
I’M PROUD OF WHAT THEY HAVE BECOME
THEY EXIST IN MY HEART
LIKE LIGHTED CANDLES
ONE OF THE CANDLES HAS GONE OUT
 THERE IS LESS GLOW
IN MY HEART
THESE CANDLES ARE SUPPOSED
TO LAST
UNTIL YOUR DEATH
 WHEN THEY DON’T
THERE IS LONELINESS
AT THE END
BUT PERHAPS I SHOULD CELEBRATE
THE CHILD HE WAS
IS
 SHALL MEET AGAIN
WHERE CHILDREN NEVER DIE
WHERE PARENTS LIVE FOREVER

FRANK A VOLLMER