A Walk with My Papa
This morning I took a stroll on the beach
With my Papa.
It was around 8 A.M.,
And the sun and the waves
Had finally fallen into a perfect harmony.
The air was still, amid the sounds of waves crashing,
And everything was settling into place before
The chaos of the day.
We walked for a long time.
Our strides were in sync, which was surprising for his age.
He asked about how my mom and siblings were doing.
I told him about college and what I’m studying…
He was very impressed with the assigned literature in Civ.
I told him about the friends I’ve made and the memories he’s missed.
I said every word I had wished was once spoken.
When our stroll came to an end, the sand was no longer
Greeted by water, and the sun was beginning to hide
Behind the curtain of the horizon.
The waves had dulled out and flattened like a soda.
I said my goodbye once again, and we went our separate ways.
I’ll always cherish the days we spent and love to imagine
If we had one more memory together.