Who Knows In the Dark?
Sometimes deep in the night, I wake, I wonder, am I the child or the adult?
Am I the father, the son or the grandson?
Who am I?
What age lies upon my shoulders?
What responsibility blankets me?
What relationships entangle and caress me?
Do I answer to Billy, Bill, William, Dad, PopPop or husband?
In the dark, why can’t I tell who I am?
Is my life a dream?
Is my dream my li…
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