Bequest

A great-grandfather's final act

By R. Justin FreemanPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Juskteez Vu on Unsplash

I knew at a glance

You'd met in the aether, son

Those cobalt steel eyes

love poems

About the Creator

R. Justin Freeman

Rambler slowing so my kids can start rambling. Done everything from cattle ranching to law enforcement, clergy work to retail, writing to living in Canada's far north. I try to let all of it inform my writing, but current focus is SaHDs.

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