I gaze at your picture
And yet once more
My heart breaks.
Such pains
You must have endured
Yet always serene
Before us all
How frightened
You must have felt
And yet
How outwardly calm.
A beacon for us
Lesser mortals.

He struggles I know
Yet he is steadfast
And steers the now lighter ship
With a delicacy
Which may even surprise him.
He is doing well.
They are doing well.
But how you are missed…

©Joe Wilson – Untitled…2017

 

Cold
Alone
Frightened
Hiding in the corner
Thinking.

‘Please, not again’
‘Please, not again’
‘Please, not again’

He found her
His daughter
He was sorry.

He was always SORRY
He was always SORRY

She blew his brains out
Blasted him to HELL
To HELL!

Whatever followed
Had to be better.

It had to be.

It just did.

©Joe Wilson – So frightened…2017