Wednesday Poem – After My Father Visits

After My Father Visits

 

After my father visits

he leaves behind

the scent of his cologne

which lingers on the towels

of the guest bath

where his false teeth rested

with his travel pill case counting out

the days he can’t remember.

The scent lingers in the guest bedroom

where he sleeps under the quilt

his mother made, which holds

pieces of his old pajamas,

blue teddy bears

which I sometimes run my fingers across

with a smile.

 

– Debra Parmley

Published in the poetry anthology Twilight Dips

 

http://www.amazon.com/Twilight-Dips-Debra-Parmley/dp/1482556057

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