A Radio to You

On borrowed time you were always

A call away, to share our days.

A video call away, to see our smiles.

A plane away, to hug and be there.

You smiled at how I thought

there will always be tomorrow.

For you knew I'd have more,

but you didn't.

My prayers are

now one-way messages like

A radio, to you.

It's hard at times but I promise

to be a good announcer

til it's time to join you as listeners.

(An Elegy to A Late Father Figure, 2022)