One day while growing up
I discovered that my son
had outgrown me. It seemed
only recently that I had carried
him on my shoulders, he in his
fireman’s hat, me & my brown
beard. But now he’s the one
with the brown beard
and yesterday he and his
girlfriend bought a couch
and loveseat for $75 for
their first apartment. And
I am left to wonder where the
time went and what happened
to my brown beard and who
placed this red hat
on my grey head . . .