I am My Father’s Ghost

My fathers ghost haunts me.
I look in the mirror and I see him staring back at me.
I am the closest I have ever been to my father when I stare at my reflection.


Andaddy: Oh how time ticked by

Time. The slippery serpent had caught up. Its venom that had been working its wonders on my young mind, had finally taken its toll on my grandfathers aging, ailing body.