Ben Barton - Commandment No.5

My father is a stranger to me
He never turns-up uninvited
Sitting cautiously on the sofa
Genteel.
He waits - never asks
for a mug of tea.

My father hasn't always been
This stranger in my life
We were close, once
He organised my life, an official referee
Strict.

He holds my gaze, unsure
if he loves me…

Ben Barton

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