Memorial

On Father’s Day, the widow let him know
his dad’s memorial event would be
in two months’ time. This family will go
to Helena by rail and road, to see
some relatives and friends put on a show
of music set to mark in memory
the passages by someone. Of those left,
I wonder who’s undoubtedly bereft.

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