Sunday, November 14, 2004

A Dad is a Dad is a Dad?

The farmer is a cheery sort.
He likes to talk
a lot
and the laughter that punctuates his words
grates after awhile.

"Stay in the barn," he tells his young son.
"I want to go out."
"No."
"Why?"
"Because."
"But why?"
"Because I said so and that's reason enough."

I swallow hard.
Is it '53 or '03?
Some things seem never to change
This dad, my dad, all dads?

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