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Old men with beards remind me of my father:
surplice white, a beard of blessing,
Father Christmas face.
I just can’t help but smile at them,
old rabbi daddies, walking in the street.
My dad will tip his hat at everyone
he meets — old-fashioned courtesy —
now leaning slightly on his stick.
Does he greet dark-haired daughters too,
with just a touch of extra love?
Come to this city then and see me weave