Yesterday I thought of you
Not only because it was your birthday
(Happy Birthday, by the way)
But because someone was smoking
A Marlboro red
And it smelled like home to me
It was a surprising reminder
And I couldn’t help but smile
And last night when I was drinking
Coke and rum
I had a distinct feeling that you were
drinking
Coke and whiskey
Because sometimes it’s just how a day
needs to end
Especially when you’re turning older
Or you’re celebrating
(I hope you were doing both)
And I didn’t call you yesterday
To say happy birthday Dad
To ask if you felt any older
To which you would have replied
Nope feels the same as any other day
And we both would have chuckled
Our phone call coming to an end fairly
quickly
Because I never know what to say to you
on the phone
As I grow older I become more okay with
that
Because the evidence of your love for me
isn’t merely words
You have always been a man of action
Long hours spent working
Big gestures through unexpected gifts
A teasing smirk
A squeeze to the pressure points on my
shoulders
Because sometimes I think you like to
see me squirm
And sometimes I don’t mind
Especially since it is often followed by
a hug
You are not very candid with how you
feel
And that’s something I’ve grown to
appreciate
Perhaps I’ve become more discerning
Or maybe I’ve just become more like you
But often it is the smallest gestures
that mean the most
A pat on the back as you walk though the
kitchen I just cleaned
Telling me that you checked out the
school website where I’ll be this fall
And that it looked ‘pretty good’
Trying to be supportive despite your
concerns
And saying in passing that you’re
planning on helping me
Pay my student loans the first couple
months
Even though you’re praying I get a job
Somewhere close to home if possible
(But not likely)
I wish I could have been there for your
birthday dad
If only for the fact it was the first
one you’ve had without your dad
He was a man of action too
A man that I know you admired deeply
A similar admiration that I have for you
So you’re a year older
A year wiser
And a year closer to your trip to
Amsterdam
Happy Birthday
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