Poem -

Shana Aubrey Harris, Sans Dunning

Shana Aubrey Harris, Sans Dunning

solely reduced to communicate
via my choice online mode
(ease of use preference
via Facebook Messenger), candidate

said Modus Operandi aye find tubby great
even though this papa doth hate
to say "good bye..."
after lingering delay followed

by "I love you"
swallowing tears irate
as bittersweet poignant end
ding our irregular chat as if

(analogously)...aye ab duck kate
(albeit temporarily),
the joyous role of fatherhood
especially denoting young womanhood of late

said offspring, I helped beget (with ma mate)
i.e. wife (which marriage
experienced rough patches)
nine or so months ceased to ovulate

just a tad more'n nineteen Earth Orbitz ago
as reckoned via dull lix gray matter
encapsulated within
thine barnacle encrusted pate

her virtual presence encountered
earlier today - March 24th, 2018
doth highly rate
as supremely blessed,

through swallowed sadness sans tete a tete
only after clicking end conversation
does this dada
(with genuine muffled sobs) ululate

agonizing with reality empty nest syndrome
asper averred second daughter
aye helped yes sire re:) to beget
whose tender loving care)

under voluntary auspices
sans strong willed kid sister (Shari)
decision immediate decision needed tubby made
(concurrence with birth mother - Abby)

already couple years zipped,
her homecoming (who knows when),
dud dada Matthew Scott Harris
must keep away fixating on requisite adulthood),
argh...now...must needs wait!

 

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