The Sole of My Father

Before soft comfortable velcro secured shoes I remember my Dad’s brown wingtip leather-sole shoes tied with dark cords and buffed brilliantly with Kiwi shoe polish. I thought of my Dad and how i once watched him polish those shoes, as i wrote this today. Happy Fathers Day Dad The sole of my father Shoe leather worn on linoleum floors Pacing, waiting, praying It’s a girl, it’s a boy…he’s a Dad Vitalis Wildroot Brylcreem flat top pomade, ivy league Groom and Clean, The smell of a man, overwhelmed by the smell of honeysuckle the top of her downy head and Johnson’s … Continue reading The Sole of My Father