To Be A Man

you will always love your mother
despite your earlier
misguided anger
too, your sister if you have one
it is not until you find
that strength's
in every handshake
born from the hands you held
and how you hold
every hand after that
the discovery
of the very
day you became a man
was the beginning of when you recalled
you're only in this world
as long as in her hand you're held

© Gerry Mattia 2024
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