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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 2012 — Bill Eberle

2012     © 2013, Bill Eberle

* first printed in Where we live