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When You Glowed
When You Glowed
You’re small to me now, but somehow
like a funhouse mirror, viewed tall,
a mentor who could mold
blob of boy, acting man. Sham,
not for who I am, but shamed
by someone who tried tame wild.
Couldn’t comprehend I didn’t depend,
sought the world his own way.
Your guilt, a ploy. Learning,
growing taller in shadows,
the world would look much smaller,
as you sighed, nothing to do but
unclench aging, arthritic hands,
loosen a well-worn scowl, darkened
by that thin brim burying
any expression of impression.
Your objections and rejection
didn’t help me grow but further away.
Someday. Someday, greet again.
Share lessons. Maybe, my chance
to glow again.
6.11.22
This could apply to a lot of men in my life who thought they knew better, rather than help me cultivate personal interests and unique personality, choosing shame and ridicule to serve as methods of mentoring an ignorant one.
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