My Santiago

Heading towards the coded entrance door – C 2578 – Thinking just how unreal this is.

Leaving him, Probably never to see him - alive - again, And yet, no momentous revelations, Just a plain, ordinary and simple Parting. A down to the grocery store, back in a minute, parting.

A letting go, Of a man, my father.

And with no fuss, no bother, I let the hinged door swing shut, With a finality, On that part of my life, Perhaps, Forever!