Tomorrow
Yesterday,
we laid my Dad's body to rest.
Today,
for me, is a day of rest, a day of memories.
Tomorrow,
I will get up in time to leave home at 4:45am
my walk, a mile, will wake me to my day
I will walk past the street where I grew up
I will turn my head left
and say a prayer for my Mom
and then
I will join the path
the same path my Dad walked
for so many, many years
to the corner
with the church across the street
to wait for the work bus
the same bus my Dad waited for at 5:05am
I will take the ride to north garage
a ride with many fellow passengers
some, even, whom my Dad rode with
we will enter the garage
and we will transform into fellow drivers
we will prepare for our day
and then, best of all
we will tell and listen to each others stories
stories to wake my heart
and when the right time comes
we will all leave
just like my Dad did.
Peace to you, Dad.
April 18, 2012 - l d schellenberg
