The Changing of the Gods
There’s a moment
sad in a way
but happiness is
the order of the day
There’s a moment
when mom and dad
are no longer gods, though
we’re not yet comrades…
There’s a moment when
yes, we’re glad in a sense, but
with all our foibles and flaws exposed ~
you and I, mom, our little lambs have deposed
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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