the sieve and the sand

I expect that you will earn your keep -
that you will bring home the bacon
but not eat it – cause it’s bad for you,
you know?

I expect that you will broaden
your horizons and will make your mistakes and learn from them and learn from
everyone else’s – but still have some fun, because boys
will be boys.

And I expect it’s time for you to be a man – expect you to take on responsibility and
pay your dues – I certainly paid mine.

But I expect you to travel and
jump off cliffs and start saving for your future and try new things and work long hours and get a graduate degree and learn a new language and know your priorities and
live for adventure and keep your blackberry on and spend time with your love…

But definitely, certainly, absolutely, and without an ounce of doubt –
I expect that now is the time to contribute
to your IRA.

wherever they want

crocuses bust up, purple

but here it still rains

inspiring teacher, sarcastic jerk
unmatched golfer, unfaithful spouse
gifted singer dancer, likes little boys
visionary leader, big time embezzler
comeback quarterback, statutory rapist

and you find yourself wondering
what will your ‘after comma’ be