When You Want To See Me Poem by Jim Yerman

When You Want To See Me



"Your dad died many years ago." I said.
"Yet you never visit his grave."
"Did you have a falling out? "
"Is there something you never forgave? "

She smiled.
"Dad took my hand when he was sick."
"In a few moments...he would fade."
"He said, there's no substitute for the time we've had...
and the memories we've made."

"Our future's about to be taken...
and I know that doesn't seem fair...
but whenever you want to see me...
visit your memories…I'll be there."

"I don't need to visit his grave", she said,
"and I know he wouldn't mind
for I visit him whenever I want
in the memories he left behind."

Wednesday, December 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,family,memories
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