Never a Child

Written by: Jack Jordan

I was never a child. 
Well, that’s not exactly true.
I was a child in both years and 
understanding of the ways of the world,
yet I carried the title “Man of the House,” 
bestowed upon me (innocently) by my mother 
when my father died at thirty-nine. 
I was twelve, a boy-king without a Cromwell.
I didn’t understand then the implications 
of my (ultimately) frightening new position. 
Was I to be my own father, a husband, make decisions?

When I actually became the man of the house, 
and realized the full meaning of my title, 
I’d already rejected the weight of the crown.