Father To the Man
I grew up
having never become an adult,
the years to now betray
My body infirm,
my vision impaired,
my hair has turned to gray
I grew old
while living within myself,
false promises to none
Retuning to boyhood
each night in my dreams,
my age still zero-sum
(The New Room: March, 2021)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2021
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