Lit eZine Vol 10 | p-7 | POETRY | Father and Sons

SHORT POEM

FATHER AND SONS
Short Poem by Lynn White

No,
they don’t want to visit,
perhaps afraid
they may be asked 
to help out 
with something,
a little job 
around the house,
with anything really
for the old man.

No,
they don’t want to call,
perhaps afraid
to listen,
perhaps afraid
they may be asked
to think
of someone 
not themselves.
or hear news
not good.

No,
they don’t want to visit,
perhaps afraid
of the possibility
of buying a lunch,
when their company 
alone should be enough,
who knows
if they think at all.

No,
calls stay unanswered.
Perhaps
in case of an emergency,
the inconvenience
of an emergency,
so best not to answer 
that call.

Well, now it’s over.

Finished and done.

The end,
in this world.

Only immortality
wrapped in a poem 
remains.