Empty Nest 3

The fear of loneliness
has become reality
now my twenty eight years
of days shared with sons
has come to a gradual end.

A walk on the ocean beach
on a sun-shiny winter day,
holding hands along the sand
with my man, their father,
shadowed by a new cloud of fear:

Please, PLEASE!
Any god who will listen!
Don't let us become
that couple with two dogs
on long, red leashes and
a third fluffy, white precious
carried like a baby
in a designer front pack!