Joe Flach Poet Rhyme

A Rite of Passage

I taught my son to shave today
Whiskers only he can see
The reflection in the mirror was
A yesteryear one of me

So serious and timidly
Careful with every move
He rinsed away the remaining suds
And again his face was smooth

I taught my son to shave today
With a solidly steady hand
He walked in my bathroom a little boy
And walked out a proud young man

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Kim Merryman August 18, 2012 at 9:12 AM I enjoyed reading your poem, Joe. So touching. Love, Kim

Ilene Bauer August 18, 2012 at 5:28 AM great title and a poem every parent can relate to.

David Williams August 18, 2012 at 4:31 AM Joe, I like this reminder to every male of that precious moment of gfrowing up, well done...David

Len Gasun August 18, 2012 at 4:10 AM Wow! Fantastic! You made me smile from start to end while reading it. thanks for sharing, Joe.

Harry Horsman August 18, 2012 at 3:34 AM loive this Joe, the message is there for all, wonderful poem.