Living Happily Never After.
Updated on December 31, 2009
Happily Never After.
As a father he
was a Popsicle,
as a husband
he was a snowman,
frosty glares and
bitter biting comments
exuded from his
icy countenance.
His families love
was a double layer
of insulation
worn threadbare,
their hooded
looks haunting
as they wintered
in his care.
Huddling under
the storms of his rage,
they endured
his chill factors,
until desperation
drove them out.
Then the desert
sun of loneliness,
left him burned out in a
two story walk-up
filled with the
emptiness of regret.
His meltdown
came when he
attempted to
reconcile with
his wife and son,
but they turned
cold shoulders,
to his weathered face
giving him t
he bitter taste
of his own long
prescribed medicine....
as their healing began.
©-MFB III