Good Company

Just something spawned from a conversation.

I do not fear the quiet of solitude, I think back to youthful offenses

adjudicated by the Chief Justice of my childhood world.

Unfinished homework, mangled truth, temptations not resisted ,

all of his verdicts so terribly unfair to my youthful eyes and yet,

so very enlightened through the perfect lens of retrospect.

I have grown to become my father … or something just short.

When I'm alone, I'm with my father ... I am in good company.

Reviews

[Eve]

Looking back, I remember how I thought I knew everything and how unfair the adults in my life were, lol. This was such a heartwarming piece, I'm so glad you had that experience, there are worse things to be than a reflection of someone you respect.

[Natasha]

great poem- i always wonder that even if we try not to become our parents, a part of us manifests and we don't realize it until it's too late?

[LA Lorena]

perfect lenses of retrospect...I like that. They make it all seem so clear, don't they?

[Valentine]

Fantastic..and a great tribute..Nicely penned..Valentine