(dedicated to my late father, a child victim of a Polio Epidemic)
You took pride in just being there
Despite your handicap
‘Me car’s me legs’ you’d say
In your fake brogue
As you waited patiently outside.
I will never forget
The Daily News propped against your steering wheel
The warmth, the cigar smoke
The concerned look when I returned
I know now
You always feared
My bringing back something you could not handle.
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To My Father
(dedicated to my late father, a child victim of a Polio Epidemic)
You took pride in just being there
Despite your handicap
‘Me car’s me legs’ you’d say
In your fake brogue
As you waited patiently outside.
I will never forget
The Daily News propped against your steering wheel
The warmth, the cigar smoke
The concerned look when I returned
I know now
You always feared
My bringing back something you could not handle.