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To Be A Man
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To Be A Man |
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Rodney Belcher Member
since 2000-06-06
Posts 227Taylor, Michigan |
Shaved head, stubble run amok Armband tattooed on a skinny arm Eyelid pierced with a silver hoop Cocky with what he thinks is experience He looks at me with a sneer I look in the mirror at receding hair Lone tattoo from a mid-life crisis My eyelids droop from work...family...stress Wishing I was younger...or older Anywhere but here An old gray head, no hair save a halo Faded old tattoos from ages ago Eyes not what they use to be Contempt is on his face aimed at me Because HIS end is drawing near Love one another-let God do the worrying, |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
now this is imaginative, and thought provoking... " I walked beside the evening sea And dreamed a dream that could not be" George William Curtis" |
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Rodney Belcher Member
since 2000-06-06
Posts 227Taylor, Michigan |
Thanks IR...just my thoughts as I look at younger and older men I work with...we men are always competitive and combative thanks to nature...Rod Love one another-let God do the worrying, |
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helen smith Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 240 |
I love this poem .. I see the progression of my man and my sons .. you are so perceptive |
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