LITERATURE: The Good Night Kiss

Written by Johanna O'Mahony

The Good Night Kiss 


The old man sits on the big leather armchair
Sunken small shrivelled
No longer unaided can function
Angst and fear shine in his eyes

The colossus that worked from dawn to dusk
Shovelled stone by day
Piked hay by the evening light
No longer strong in body
But strong in mind
Humour always his ally and love always his strength

I see the younger man
Sitting on the sugan chair
Waiting on the goodnight kiss
Arms wrapped tight around his neck

Grandchildren now play at his feet
A reminder of times gone before
They await his kiss goodnight
Not knowing there will be no more

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