YOU CAN’T HUG A MEMORY

I have this picture of my father
It’s one of my favorites

He is standing next to a small waterfall
On a bridge
Over a river wearing his ball cap
And fishing vest
With his pole in his hand ready to go

The peace in his smile and eyes in this photo
Are priceless
They give me much comfort
I keep this picture in a frame over my desk

Sometimes I talk to him as if I was there
Standing on the bridge holding the camera
Sometimes I can hear the roar of water
And sometimes
I can believe I hear his voice
Answering me back

©workingclassproduction.com, 2014

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