i forget
that he's passed on,
and stand
at the greeting card
section of the store
looking for a birthday
and Father's Day
card
for my father
who turned 95
last year.
i search for something
that will suit him for this
year.
not too gooey or sweet,
but something
funny and clever,
like he was.
then i stop
and push the grocery cart
forward. it's hard to
move on.

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