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having a son

photo of a strong, confident young man with clear, bright eyes

I remember when he trusted me told me what was in his heart

remember waking up early one morning to his shout and poking my head out of a tent to see him in the middle of a wide river with a big trout on his line

now he doesn’t talk to me

how painful to have a son

from Where we live — Bill Eberle

2012     © 2012, Bill Eberle