Behind Cold Glass ( Poem )

BEHIND COLD GLASS

I first knew Dad by image
Black and white photo
Grey uniform behind glossy glass
Or held him as embroidered
Red wings outlined in gold
Mom lifted me at night
To recognize him
He being at war
I smudged wet kisses on the
Cold glass of his air force face
I knew Dad also as silver steam
When late at night by taxi in the rain
We waved goodbye at puffing train
My hero receding from the station

About the author : Wally du Temple

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