Will I ever recognize its approach?
The way it works itself into
a regular day, so slowly.

By the time it was revealed,
The day had almost disappeared.
But it was not wasted.

True, it held an uncertain sadness.
Until I realized I was missing you.

Of course, grief would visit
the day before Father’s Day.

But sweet memories also arrived.
And grief quietly took its seat.
Allowing its counterpart, always
nearby, to offer comfort, hope, and joy.

Happy Father’s Day, Dads! Your job is more important than you know. I hope you feel celebrated and loved today!