Bittersweet Sunset
by Lee O’Connell
DaddyDaddyDaddy
It’s Sunset
and finally
you saw me.
After years of getting by on that
one motorcycle ride
milked for all its worth
over and over again,
sounding like a recurring event
that one time.
DaddyDaddyDaddy
That’s all I ever longed for,
to curl up in the knowledge
of being wanted,
to see my reflection in your eyes.
DaddyDaddyDaddy
as the sun set
you held my face in your hand and
gave me the whole world
in three words.
Dad on his Harley, 1939
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