~
I knew my father
the father, not the man
so, I write
that they will know me,
not me the father
me the man,
the man I am,
somewhere
amongst the words
the words I can never
say out loud, albeit
wish I could,
there I am
word for word
letter by letter,
a man waiting
to be assembled
piece by piece
*
Graham R Sherwood 04/23