As the Tide Turns

The massive ship pulls out of the harbor

Dockworkers softly untying the wet rope

There is a sudden burst of the horn

The wives wave good-bye as the children are crying

“Let daddy come back” a frail boy stammers

To him this doesn’t make sense

To him, everything he was ever sure of just became a spindle of thread coming undone

The mother with the hollow eyes carries the young boy home

She sticks the corn over the flames for dinner

Forgetting to remove it until she smells the smoke

The mother keeps wiping down the dining table

Because, if she looks up, her son would see the tears

The boy sneaks back outside seeing if his father’s ship is still in sight

Hoping the ship will turn around so his father can tuck him into bed one last time

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