Proud of My Son

I raised you south, but he went north. I vote for Geezers, he votes for Sneezers I despise cats, he has filled a house with them We still love each other, my son and I. I taught you to stand up for yourself and others. I raised you to cook and clean and do your own laundry. Anticipating that you would grow up and be a great catch. I pushed you out of our nest, encouraging you to marry and father. We have wonderful debates, he and I and his wife and children. When I say, “I think you should,” he laughs, saying “If only I could.” We disagree about so many things and yet, I am bursting with pride For he has developed into his own person. My seventy-two-year-old cousin has raised a forty-eight who lives at home. She has always provided him room, board, and a meal. He has never jobbed. When he threatens to move out and become independent She says “break my heart why don cha?” Break My Heart Why Don Cha Contest Written 2-03-2021 Sponsor Edward Ibeh