Signature (in the memory of my late father)

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Blogging from A to Z Challenge [April 2015]

 

 

 

 

I remember how in school

friends would pity me

because your craggy signatures

were impossible to forge

on a bad class test

 

I remember  how disappointed

you were when I first signed

for my first ever bank account

 

"no style at all !"

 

you had teased me all day long

 

 

 

Thousands of signatures later

yours and mine

I now remember only two

your last one on your cheque book

and my shaky one

in the crematorium record book

 

I hold your pen often

 

and try to feel

 

the last warmth of your fingers

 

on its cold steel

 

I sign my name

 

a hundred times for you.