February 18, 2020

The Coffee Cup

I saw my father
In a dream last night
He stood there at the checkout
Buying a coffee cup
To donate to my charity drive
But he was much younger
The age I remember
Both my parents
So that every time I visit them
There is a little shock about
How much they have aged
It is the same shock
I have when I look into
A full-length mirror and wonder
About how much I've aged
And the weight I've put on
The only comfort now
Is that he will not be able to
Age any more

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