And If I Knew....
What, makes us that way?
When, I was no more, than,
aged seven, or eight.
I came home from school,
and found, my father.....
In the basement.
Sucking, on the barrel ....
of his, issued.38.
I don't know why, at age sixty.
I have had, this thought.
Perhaps I now, know...
his thoughts!
Perhaps, now..... he's calling, to me?
In the only, way.
He knows
How
Giajl © Jim Love