“Bang!”
The door slammed with a loud clang.
Waving goodbye,
Soaked in a sad farewell, Dad and I.
The silver Mazda turned, turned, and turned slowly,
No longer perceptible with the metallic paint clearly…

It was a gloomy day of October,
Colder and colder.
Lonesome leaves danced up and down,
Red, yellow, brown;
Falling on the ground,
Nothing left alive around.

Once upon a shiny afternoon,
Full of ice creams and a giant hot air balloon;
Bit a piece of maple syrup treat,
Fairly, gentle, sweet;
After eating pumpkin pie,
We jumped into a huge leaf pile, so high.

As days of Thanks,
Became days of Blanks,
A pack of emptiness and agony,
Bound me away from the aroma of turkey and family.
The silence of tears on my lips ruptured me,
Blurred my vision with no light I could see.

Green meadows turned to white,
Glaring mirror pierced my sight;
Whirling snow tasted like water,
Warmer would be better.
My dream was frozen,
So my heart was not broken.

Jingle, jingle,
Golden bells giggled;
Twinkle, Twinkle,
Rainbow lights chuckled;
Wrapped the joyous moment with crystalline delight,
Best wishes for everyday through Christmas night.

Carolers singing down the street,
Spiritual fervor muted and my sobs met with no greet.
Took away all of my toys
That exhilarated other boys,
Implored Santa to fulfill my desperate desire:
“Dad comes back, builds a big bonfire!”

Drip, drop,
Incessant rain softly fell, never stop;
Splish, Splash,
Endless thoughts cross my mind in a flash.
Bitter breeze swept away tangled memories,
Tightly sealed for centuries.

Chased a fluttering firefly in the night,
What a lovely living light, made my life bright.
Swirling, twirling, a soaring kite reached for the sky,
You held my hands, “High! High!”
If I could, I could fly with no fear,
Find you are all right, I will shed no tear.  

Hidden under the cloak of black velvet sky,
I curled up lonely on the purple pine porch… and wondered why?
A falling star dazzled the darkness,
With a little flickering lightness,
Heading down south,
Melting in my mouth.

Whispered in my ear,
So many myths to hear;
Jupiter, Pluto, or Venus,
You showed me luminous spheres between us;
Ferocious Leo had been so close,
Gave me a scare, right under your nose. 

Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall,
You were getting older, and I was growing tall,
As time went by, in vain,
Pain…, pain…, never came again.
One day, a silver Mazda steered into a gravel driveway, parking,
But, I could not recognize the man coming…