Poem

Good BoyI was always a good boy.I did what I was toldFinished my workGot those gradesKept my head downAnd I wasn ’t too bold,Didn ’t make a scene.“Don't waste that brain,Don ’t make me ashamed”HushSit downRoll overFetch me that stickGood boy.That ’s a good boy.But I eventually got aroundto becoming a manand I made a few scenesand wasted a bit of my brainand lived for lengths of shame.I swirled around the drainBut somehow bobbed to the surfaceLike flotsam after the storm.Now I have a little one of my own.He doesn ’t listen to what I say,thinks he'll figure it out all alone.He wants to make his own way.Everyone says, “He’s just like you”.Just like me.Someday he ’ll see.For he ’s a good boy too.9/9/19

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - September 10, 2019 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs