Boy at the Window

It was late evening before the sun had set

My father bicycled out dressed in his uniform

Polish and proud, whistle, bell, cap

Handcuffs, trouser clips

To the station to the black hole

I watched him turn the corner out of sight 

And I kissed one last time before I l lost him to the night

He could not see me behind the sofa and the curtain

Where I could hide my pride

Where my sons would stand doe eyed

On the sill open the window lean up on toe

And shout bye Dad bye, Dad bye, bye, bye

And walked out of sight as the echoes died

The curtain closed again as the early risers fell back in sleep

And now my father’s final call beckons again

Dad don’t go I’ll sit with you one more time

And talk like we talked in times of old

Hold your anchored hand upon the wall

Feel your stubbled chin against my cheek

Don’t let me love you out of sight

Don’t let me lose you to the night

Listen hear a while I ‘ll read the words you love

And we will never ever hear