Jerrybaldy
02-11-2011, 09:50 PM
'Hello Dad, I thought you were dead'.
His hair had a brylcreme shine, jet black, before it was grey.
He was at the bar and it was his round. His cigarette smoke wandered wherever the hell it wanted to.
I was unsure whether to tell him. I felt nervous. Was it best just left unsaid?
He bought me a beer and we clinked glasses and he winked at me man to boy.
I put my hand on his shoulder and he threw his arm around me . 'Dad', I said 'You are dead, it was few years ago....'.
He paused and then, unphased. smiled broadly. That smile that said he knew more than I ever would. ' Have a drink my son, your time will soon be done'.
I thought of soldiers and kicking a ball and sharing anything that made us men together.
I admired him, I always did, he is my dad. I will always find justification. We both knew he was dead. That was an understanding between father and son. For tonight he was with me and for tomorrow I would join him.
His hair had a brylcreme shine, jet black, before it was grey.
He was at the bar and it was his round. His cigarette smoke wandered wherever the hell it wanted to.
I was unsure whether to tell him. I felt nervous. Was it best just left unsaid?
He bought me a beer and we clinked glasses and he winked at me man to boy.
I put my hand on his shoulder and he threw his arm around me . 'Dad', I said 'You are dead, it was few years ago....'.
He paused and then, unphased. smiled broadly. That smile that said he knew more than I ever would. ' Have a drink my son, your time will soon be done'.
I thought of soldiers and kicking a ball and sharing anything that made us men together.
I admired him, I always did, he is my dad. I will always find justification. We both knew he was dead. That was an understanding between father and son. For tonight he was with me and for tomorrow I would join him.