A poem by: Ben Dunk: February 9,1985.




Oh the yearning of yore

When the petal hung from the stem

And white lilies were not at the door

Then the sweetness of life was with him


When his sprinkle of tears turned to laughs

And his yodel of joy filled the room

I remember the ‘blind man’s buffs’

When our beings were one and the same


Now I float through the cosmos

Knowing of pain in summation

Praying of his future pathos

And thoughts for his father’s station


So dream pretty babe of your parent

Who loves you with passion and mind

Despite the gulf that was advent

On earth in a fashion unkind