the halfway point.

wow...april has really kicked my ass as far as poems go.

as far as anything goes really.

i'm back to work today after a 5 day break
including wakes and funerals and
trying to hold it together and
make your dad laugh
when you know he is trying so hard
not to cry in front of you
and no matter how many times
you say it's ok to cry
you know he won't break down in front of you
but the sweetness of that second
when he held your hand tight
and walked across the parking lot of the church
{when was the last time i held hands
with my father...i'm not sure i know}

but now
life as normal
or as normal as usual...
goes on all the same...