Breaking Even

       Breaking Even

Breaking, even
Is a picture of all I have left of you
You gave me so many days like the one there
You on your knees with a granddaughter
...

You takin me to Sears
Buyng me everything my heart desired
Mistaken I was making something more
Trying everything to start a fire
I always thought I could give it all back
But now I know
Love was never meant to be fair
Divided equitably
Investment insured and returned
Spanking dust off your hands, child
Debtless and doubtless
Of dying having done something to lift us higher
But too much is required
To ever even the endless grieving
The breaking even of this heart for yours.

- Colleen Lloyd
about Dad
Herschel  Dean Lloyd
February 24, 1993