A half-century of mortal sadness
separates my father and I
The hardships he endured
before I was a twinkle in his eye
A hungry child in tattered clothes
working the fields for a few potatoes
Frightened teen on a Pacific isle
armed against Asian foes
The Great Depression haunts him
like a spectre, cloaking his emotions
in black & gray
Lurking over his shoulder
familiar to his dying day