MY FATHER DIED IN HIS SLEEP

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:41am

My Father once gave Me

two clutches of jade grapes

& eggs to go with them —

I put them in an agate bowl

given to Me by My California Sisters

when They came to Howard’s funeral

nearly eight years ago

I wonder where that bowl is now —

I have searched high & low

Did I give it, with contents,

to The Salvation Army — or did I

pack it away in some forgotten cranny

of My three storey house

where I will find it when

I am alone & old?