Now I remember !
He once told me
there were a leash of foxes
heeding and sniffing at mydoorside
without making a sound.
when I fell asleep on the otherside of the door.
From where did they come?
I do remember
when I heard their howling in distant
hold my father tightly.
Now I am neither scared of its howling
nor its blazing eyes.
An entwined memory of paternal bond and fearfulness made us life long fellas?
Are they still looking at my doorside?
A leash of foxes!
From where did they come?
Did they leap out of some forgotten shrubs of memories?
©sumi
Father