Every night
when I emerge from the shower,
hair wet and thinning
when I emerge from the shower,
hair wet and thinning
I see your face
in the mirror:
in the mirror:
the unembarrassed scalp,
the big, unforced smile,
the shnozzola.
the big, unforced smile,
the shnozzola.
Yes, I am my father's son
and with every day
I am happier
about this fact.
and with every day
I am happier
about this fact.
OH, i love this. As I become more and more (I hope) like my amazing Mama, I get it.
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