I'd never held
a man in my arms,
forty-five years married
and the closest
is a handshake,
is a handshake,
or one of these new
man-hugs with my sons,
but there you were
at my front door
almost immediately falling
almost immediately falling
onto me,
I was surprised
I was surprised
at your weight you not
being a big man
but you pulled me down
but you pulled me down
and very shortly we were
both on our knees
you crying,
you crying,
me confused,
I held you tightly,
I held you tightly,
clasped you chest to chest,
chin on your shoulder,
aware of your snot
aware of your snot
and tears on my ear,
then I saw the uniforms
she's dead Graham
Norma's dead!
© Graham Sherwood 05/2017/2024