Sentimental Moment or Why Did the Baguette Cross the Road?
Don't fill up on bread
I say absent-mindedly
The servings here are huge
My son, whose hair may be
receding a bit, says
Did you really just
say that to me?
What he doesn't know
is that when we're walking
together, when we get
to the curb
I sometimes start to reach
for his hand
—Robert Hershon
This is a cute poem.
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of this running kind of joke with my dad. Where I tell him, "Don't worry about something." And he replies with, "It's his job to worry about it." Which I replie with something like, "What's the pay? You'd probably make more getting a part time job at 7/11."
That's what it's like to be a parent. And this poem captures that perfectly. Regardless of age, our parents still what to warn us about bread, crossing streets, and all out other worries in life.
Such a simple idea and written simply too. Its so easy and short and we can all appreciate ideas like this. This type of poetry lifts the mind.
ReplyDeleteI love your comment on your dad. Maybe parenting is the biggest running joke we have in this world...
I like that, "Maybe parenting is the biggest running joke we have in this world..."
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