on father’s day

happy old man ©papa osmubal

happy old man ©papa osmubal

on father’s day

iris fan

I remember myself
a little girl and you
a young man
jogging together in
the early winter morning
street lamps
turned off beside us
you ran into
the dim light
ahead of me
maybe it’s my
clearest memory

I can’t remember
the walk we took
when I was three
from the train station
to where we lived
you told me
I wouldn’t let
you lift me up
so little and so
stubborn already

at that time
I didn’t see
that I wouldn’t catch up
no matter how fast
I ran


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