To My Father

a poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen, Denmark

To My Father

Rain came pouring in
as I thought of trimming the lawn
How I wished I could seed the clouds
to precipitate in the south.

I was shy to ask
The Meteorologist why
I only knew there was wind,
and thunder and Nimbus
Rain kissed the ground
and you,father,faded from my eyes.

I remember the times
I hid in my room,cold.
I asked The Meteorologist why.

This morning rain comes pouring in
I must come down to trim the lawn.

(Note: written after the death of my father. This piece won second prize in the Arinday Literary Contest 1979 in Silliman University, Dumaguete City in the Philippines.This was also published in my first collection of poems, A Pulse for my Country People, Poems and Reflections on the Philippine Situation, 1995)

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