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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Generation Gap The fragile, flawless ice encased the crumbling soil below And with it brought bitter winter’s taste – the seed that wouldn’t grow. Many a foggy year ago, the father had bought the plant Had carried it, through the ice and snow, to his little son’s wish, grant. Once again, the son was staring, eyes hollow, at the seed that could not be a winner, Wondering if fruitless years would follow – when his dad called him to dinner. The father nodded at his presence, hen lowered his head at the thing Staring at the lifeless, immobile pleasance ike a puppet on ends of a string. Email after email - would the work never end? His fingers flew across the screen. At least the son’s phone would make up – material had to be the dream of every teen. The son accidentally brushed the screen and rock music exploded resounding The dad jumped and yelled at the opposite teen of the terribly insistent pounding. The teen shouted horribly red-faced that it was most heartbreakingly sad That the rule he’d once taught - don’t work while you eat – was forgotten by his dad. The silence that hung impenetrable in the air was broken by the sharp creak of chairs As they were pushed back by the pair – then the loud pound of feet on the stairs. The dad shut himself into his room, sucked in a lungful of air Then lay down in the musty gloom to, at his long-gone father’s photo, stare. His young father winked at him through the glass, a poster of James Dean on the wall With a jolt he recalled that in the past his father had loved James Dean’s bawl. But then came the time when he grew mad and screamed and yelled at stars His father had then, disgusted, said, that they should be put behind bars. He stared off into the distant past, staring at but not seeing the ceiling Then drifted into determined dreams at last, strong stirring emotions, feeling. While the son gazed at a long-taken photo, at the grinning father and son Hand in hand and holding their motto – “Our undying love makes us one”. And he stared off into the inky black at the far wall of his room His heart seemed to jolt, and then to crack as drops on his cheeks began to bloom. He was once again gazing at the stubborn seed when he was called for dinner, to eat
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