at papa’s deathbed

Jacob Blesses His Sons and Prophesies on His Deathbed. Source

And Jacob called his sons and said, “Come together that I may tell you what is to befall you in days to come.”- Genesis 49:1

papa can we have a moment
before the future arrives 
before the fire leaves your eyes?

once we had campfire nights
even now woodsmoke makes me 
eager as a boy waiting 
for your stories of angels 
at paradise’s gates
of a flood hiding the world

how the mamas smiled
indulging you
how i dreamed your stories 
through the night

papa, when did your stride 
become a limp?
how long have your shoulders 
curved toward the earth?
wasn’t it just yesterday 
when you were my giant 
against the sky?

tonight your body bends 
back to the earth 
and your eyes dim
a fire before dawn

listen papa, listen
we never needed prophecies 
to bend
our knees already crooked in grief

papa can we have a moment
just a moment more
before the future arrives
before the fire flees your eyes?

A/N: Love my poetry? Coffee is my love language.