Day 259: What Keeps Dad Busy (a poem)

when my devoted father left
this life (far too soon)     he
went to the
Elysian Fields

and there he found a nice
piece of land (near a
waterskiable lake)

he is building a gigantic dock
—with swings
and picnic tables—
like the one he built
here (but better)

nothing rots in the Elysian Fields
(waterskiing daily)

and a house.
He is building a house (because mother
is not a sun lover)
of everlasting oak
and beds of rose petals

keeping himself very very
busy until the rest of us

join him
in neverneverland

i’ll like it there.