brook house 3

By George Hammons

I have a twenty one year old daughter
who no longer appears to trust in my judgment,
and it is really hard
because it seems to me
that fathers are all judgment.

I am like a like goateed Goldilocks’,
everything is always
too hot, or too soft , or too just right.

My best friend laughs’;
he has boys, who are rough and tumble,
but in my experience,
girls are all sweet and cataclysmic,
they seem secure with the fact
that you would take on a stray bullet for them,
or be struck by a moving vehicle
after having pushed them
out of the way to safety,
they seems just fine with the idea
that you might jetsam yourself
and drown,
so that they can stay afloat.

Or maybe more realistically;
they don’t find it strange
that you would spend your entire Saturday,
and all of your money,
fixing that funny noise that their car is making.
They don’t seem to appreciate the fact
that you wait like an anxious puppy
when they are on their way home,
to visit, from college.

Oh but on the day that they realize
that you are fallible and “Just a Man”
it can be shattering,
because men sometimes
“objectify, and abuse and treat women like fools”,
and a women must stand strong
she must protect herself ,
and so…
when that day comes along
and the little being that you held so dear,
and loved so hard,
the one for whom you threw down
all of your defenses
and let into your heart
is gone,
and a woman stands in her place,
looking you in the eye, protecting herself
even from you,

remember;
it is only life,
and life goes on,
it will get better.

I have a twenty one year old daughter
who appears to no longer trust in my judgment
and so, I am learning
not to judge
but it is really hard
because it seems to me that
fathers are all judgment.

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