One More Visit

Come here so I can see you once more 

When your face was plump with rosy cheeks, 

You towered over me at 6 feet, 

And you could embrace your grandbabies. 

Would you come to my birthday party? 

You used to drive to Florida 

That second Saturday of January. 

I know that you’ve been occupied 

But could you visit one more time. 

Bring the Spider-Man comic, 

The one from 1962 that you promised 

You would not give to the salesman. 

It’s worth more than he’d ever know. 

Take me to the Mississippi River, 

Where we used to sit for hours and fish, 

At the place you taught me to be patient. 

This time I can drive the boat. I got my license last week. 

Come back to the river you haven’t seen in many springs.

Alicia (Alethia) Grove earned her bachelors in English with Summa Cum Laude at the University of Florida and is currently a master’s student in rhetoric and composition at the University of North Florida. While her focus is on the editorial side of publication, she is an amateur writer who enjoys writing poetry and short stories that are inspired by real world experiences.