A Decrepit Father Indeed!

By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall, Cf. Shakespeare, Sonnet 37

Sitting for an hour at an outside café
Sipping coffee and writing verse and, yes
Discreetly noting elegant mademoiselles –
I never got to Paris, but my daughter did

Waiting for a steamer along the Rhine
Midsummer Night in Finland the Brave
A blessing from Saint John Paul in Saint Peter’s Square –
Not those either, but my daughter did

But now

Flying to that second star to the right –
We’ll all get there in our dreams tonight

What do you think?