Luxury of a Father

Hello father,
‘I am well,
Healthy as a horse,
Busy as a mule,
Money is fine,
I like my wine,
Even love visits once in a while’
And the awkward pause,
The father-son conversation has run out.
A game of golf,
The early morning walk,
The newspaper he reads with his glasses on,
I know the everyday routine,
There isn’t much that we can talk,
And I did send a father’s day card,
Hastily scribbled, ‘You are the best dad’
I am sure it made him smile,
I could do much more if I were there,
But we live in different cities, countries, time zones,
I am a good son,
Sunday’s I call to say hello,
To hear the concern in his voice,
To become tongue tied, childlike,
When he shouts at me, offers advice,
A sermon on life,
I lap it all up,
I have friends, who don’t have the luxury of one,
A father to call...