In the '66 Malibu

In the 66 Malibu

My dad, singing,

“I’m so lonesome I could cry”

How the wind loved to tousle

her thick dark, hair

as my mother, leaned her face toward

 the evening sky.

 Blue eyes

closed to the darkness.

Me, in the back seat

wishing dad would choose another song,

 when he sang the loneliness into safekeeping

  only to be taken by his voice into

 “I can’t help it if I’m still in love with you”

 I chimed in with “How far is Heaven, I want to go,

 I want my daddy, I miss him so”.

As the car pulled gently into the driveway,

he finished his rendition of

“Make the World go Away”.

Now, all these years later,

my parents, gone,

The 66 Malibu but a memory,

I wonder did the love they had

for each other, make them so lonely

they cried until

 the world did go away?

And did my soul

know I would later

sing the same song

about my dad, holding

that heaven in my heart

 while missing

my mother’s eyes,

 hoping

one day she would truly

see me?