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The Window

Your smile,

    Your laughter,

         Your goofiness

Memories on the wind elude my grasp

A hug,

    A wink,

         A hair-tousle

The promise of a life well-lived cut too short

Your strength,

    Your ambition,

          Your tenderness

Thoughts of you warm my heart; your father’s fills with pride

This longing for you threatens to consume me
     as I stare through the window for

 One more smile,

     One more hug,

         One more of everything

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Time

It goes by really fast when you’re thinking about it,

and when you aren’t.

Takes up space

clogging up like pores in the face that shows all the years

Minutes

Seconds

Sometimes you think you’ve got lots of it,

Others it moved fast

Fast like a car

Or a train

Or a plane

Or the bus that you took to school every day for 17 years

It’s worth it though

The time

The time spent at home

School

Dance

As if time existed in counts of 8

Moving until the song ends and then you just

Start again

Except time, while it may decide the length of a song

How long you you spend on the bus

Doesn’t bend at your will the same way a pause button controls the music

Doesn’t determine the speed of the car that gets you home faster

To mom

Dad

Dog

Time

Those extra few minutes with friends that went by way too fast in a dress up clothing filled basement

The fake sick calls to grandparents so you could be warm under the blanket designated for sick days

The smell of green tea and croissants at 6:40 on a weekday morning

Time.

It’s there

To prologue and snatch up

those moments

To make them worth doing

To ensure you hold onto them

Little snapshots

Eminem in the car

Letting grandpa lead

Teaching a brother to pirouette

Time.

And yet somehow

In some way

You want it more

You want it to stand still

You can’t have both

So it’s daydreams in the front room and walks

with the dog

squeezing it all in

Time

Written by my daughter, Emily Griffiths

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Mom or Dad in Haiku

Hockey Night in Canada

It’s a one goal game,
watching with a beer and dad.
They lose. Not the point.

Fun and Games

Thursday nights with Mom,
a show, a movie, or both.
A poem? Could be worse.

Written by my daughter, Emily Griffiths

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Silver Anniversary

Two, one together, laughter is spilled
Magical tether, feeling fulfilled
Rain but no blahs, rainbows from sun
Music and dance, sharing in fun
Babies are born, two lives, then four
Bought our first home, could we want more?

Babies to teens, a good tale is weaved
Weather gets cool, jump in fall leaves
Family and friends, parties were had
Warm home and hearth, good times and bad
Children all grown, guess we did well
Two became one, a story to tell.

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Going Home

I just wanted to have fun
Hang out with anyone
Twist caps in the sun
Smoke and beer

But now I’m looking around
My buds are all settled down
I order another round
Nobody’s here

Guess I should have cared
My kids needed me there
Putting it all on her
A woman beyond compare

I’ve been calling this bar home
My wife and kids are gone
Making friends with coke and crown
Last call has come around
No one’s waiting on me now
Freedom’s what I found
I’ve been sitting all alone
And now it’s time to go

It’s closing in on a year
I know that it wasn’t fair
Now I’m ready to care
Has she moved on?

Standing there at the door
Not drinking anymore
Wondering what’s in store
She let’s me in

So glad that now I care
My kids need me here
Taking the load off of her
A woman beyond compare

I’m done calling this bar home
I’ve got somewhere else to roam
Making friends with a new crowd
Of myself I’m really proud
They’re all counting on me now
Family’s what I found
No more sitting all alone
I’m glad to be back home

(Co-written by Rodney and Katharine Griffiths, Copyright 2019)