A Good Day to Be Me (Father’s Day)
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Father’s Day.
Another way
to older get —
and yet, I bet
we feel younger
with a hunger
thinking of
the ones we love,
and the folks
who we dream of:
children, parents,
heir-apparents;
spouses, in-laws,
uncles, grandpas;
and our friends
and favorite neighbors,
even some
who share our labors;
all the more,
those gone before
and love us from
a distant shore.
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Ken Gosse
Ken Gosse usually writes short, rhymed verse using whimsy and humor in traditional meters. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, since then in The Offbeat, Pure Slush, Parody, Home Planet News Online, Sparks of Calliope and others. Raised in the Chicago, Illinois, suburbs, now retired, he and his wife have lived in Mesa, AZ, over twenty years.
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