Fathers and Friends

He cradled her from birth, first steps.
And he carried her to death, last steps.
One was once her father. 
The other was her life mate.

After her funeral , on this bench,
they talked and commiserated.
Ever since, their bench talks grew to
more kids, sports, small memories of her.

This poem has a mirror poem- She Supposes.

https://themoyaview.com/2023/01/20/she-supposes/