Man In The Mirror Redux

As I looked in the mirror

this afternoon,

I could swear

I saw my father's face

looking back at me;

I didn't know if I should

smile or cry--

smile,

at the man I've become

and am still becoming;

or cry,

at the man who wasn't there

to help me do so;

I chose to neither

as I walked out

of the restroom

with my head held high.

© 2013 Joseph Powell