Wednesday, 30 December 2015

Letter No. 1212

Our first born son
Managed to separate us indefinitely

My daughters
Rarely come to see me

I feel like an abandoned father
Forced to retire prematurely
To wait patiently
Till senility catches up with me
And I forget everything
Our beloved son
Our charming daughters
And all the time
We could never spend together

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