Father

It’s been a long time
Albert,
since we sat in the
Yorkshire House,
chatting and
having a sherbet
aye
Forty seven years
if memory serves
which is more than the
barmaid did
when she found out
I was sixteen.

That was sweet beer
but
I’d swop an ocean of it
if you could be here.

hugz.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.