I am my Daughter’s Bank

“Bottomless Bank”

She looks at me warmly,
With her sweet baby blues,
And I hand her some cash,
And she buys some new shoes.

I look like her dad,
But I feel kind of blank,
As I hand her more money,
I’m becoming her bank.

I’m her ATM Dad,
I’m her angel investor,
I’m her blank kind of check,
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Suicide by Comparison

“Heartening of the Arteries”

This was inspired in part by a glimmer of insight I had while reading Ralph Waldo Emerson’s “Emerson’s Essays.” In it he talks about the human flaw of trying to please and appease others.

He says that “imitation is suicide.” I think in today’s media-driven world, we are constantly comparing ourselves to each other. We must have a bigger car, a bigger house, a bigger bust, a bigger, and well, you get the picture.

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