THE DELIVERY MAN WAVES by Kevin Bonfield

Silhouette of a child
Waving.
Her Dad,
I’ve presumed to be
her Dad,
so powerful,
not tall,
but a presence
at the door.

Her Mother,
I guessed her Mother,
struggles
with the dawn grizzling
of
(what I imagine is)
a sibling.

Still waving
Glancing left
To catch a parents eye
Her face
In shadow
Back lit by
Modern trappings
Yet I feel the smile
Without glancing
Back

This magical
Moment
Simple
Yet soiled
By what we know


Kevin Bonfield is a rather private writer inspired by a certain past, a glorious present and a hopeful future. Follow him on Twitter at @bonfield_kevin and on Instagram @kevinswrites

1 Comment

Leave a Comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s