by J. Davidson Hero
So strange to see myself mirrored in you,
the eyes, the stares, the glare, the countenance,
behind this clouded glass. But is it true
that you are really me and not a chance
that you are you?
So, soon you will resume
where I leave off, and though I did prepare
so much for you, you might, I could assume,
see me a fashion you no longer wear.
In you we will go on through time and space
until the role's reversed and you alone,
an older you, who's standing in my place,
will see MY heir, MY flesh and blood, MY clone.
I love you, but I'd be hard-pressed to say
it's not just in some narcissistic way.
© 2008 J. Davidson Hero
J. Davidson Hero is a bibliophile, computer
programmer, an award-winning indie film maker, and most importantly, a
husband and father.
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