love was premature — golden brown,
eyes round with curly hair.
innocent,
precious and vulnerable,
splendid!
idolized me
and I adored,
we loved each other.
experience untold,
troubles come
as life unfold.
allegiance i swore
no harm come to thee,
sometimes i wonder
harm came from me.
uncertainty and doubt
pain and fear,
pretense that hide
things you hold dear.
i watch you struggle
with affairs of men,
dismantles my heart
time and again.
forgive me son—
my first love,
adore you now
as did then,
bold and beautiful
man, among men.
Uncovering the subtle and sometimes awkward cause of tension that can often exist within child, parent relation, can be an amelioration, hinging on the subjective process of perception.
by K. Osei
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