A Parent's Poem

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Tuesday, 16 July 2013

His daughter sat across him at the dinner table,
a tiny, diamond stud in her nose.

He remembered being a teenager,
a pimple in that same spot.

It was all he could do,
to refrain from reaching out

And scraping off the stud with his fingernail.

He knew his gesture would not be appreciated.

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