Dinner of Tears
(from my book "The Heart")

I know that we men long for our fathers heart
When they are alive and when they have passed on.

I long for my Father

Father, I am calling you

From the spirit world

From the earth world

From your world

From wherever you are

Father, I am calling you

I'm calling

I'm calling

I'm calling

You here ...

I made myself a small dinner.
I set it out at the head of a long table.
I sat down and cried, and cried, and cried.
I said, Pop, come and join me!
Pop, last night I stood out under the stars
Holding my heart,
I forgave myself,
I forgave you,
I think I see you at the other end of the table,
You were there for a moment.
I will now try to eat my dinner.
How did my dinner stay warm so long?

Below is a photo of Erna,her daughter Erna and Oscar Kausche. Oscar was a member I Troop 8th Cav.of the U.S. Cav. Ft. Meade,S.D.