May Twenty-Fifth Two Thousand-Fifteen
Friday, May 29, 2015
My Winged Foot
"My Winged Foot"
My winged foot shoes were in the trunk of my father's car.
I always suspected my father's crash.
I lost the shoes but never believed it was His fault.
It was the only time He ever took anything from me.
Some of the people He associated with I did suspect.
Caught Him sneaking a late night libation after or b4 I snuck mine.
The Medical Center dentists informed me all my teeth had to pulled.
His insurance didn't cover it, but my father paid for a gum specialist.
That was forty years ago and I still have all my teeth without cavities or further gum work.
I owe you for stealing my life away!
Have no spoken words to say.
You save my day.
In your special way.
I was born in May.
Listen to your ocean waves play.
I have nothing more to say.
Except Happy Birthday!
June twenty-second nineteen-eighteen through eternity.
You will live on in me.
Jonathan Billet
May Twenty-Fifth Two Thousand-Fifteen
May Twenty-Fifth Two Thousand-Fifteen
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