Jetlag and Cat

Out of a leave it to Beaver dream
my half-sized self
holding mom’s hand
through a vast airport 
to see father off
in 1960s style
waving at the gate
while propellors rotate
I remember the
graceful turning
three tailed constellation.

I AM DISTURBED,
by the cat
walking on ribs
nosing at cheek
staring into my eye
to see if I am in.

But, where I am
is with mom,
having flown to take
her hand.
And returned
through cramped Midway
and the TSA.

I will not be in
until I remember
when our relationship
got reversed.
 

TWA Constellation for business travelers like my father
copyright Bill Kemp, 2017
Subjects: 
remembrance, awakening, parent-care