21, 22, 23


When I heard that my father
had suffered a heart attack
I was not surprised.

It was just like him
to feel so much that his delicate heart
would demand a moment to rest.


In the hospital
I refuted my tears in the face of your passing.
Afterwards, when I could not find them again
I regretted being too weak
to let you see me cry.


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