They fill your heart with apologies
Every time you cry foul
Saying they are too old to change
You beg to no avail
But their bruises of the past refuse to fade
Minds half out the door
Souls regretful and wanting
A life that can never be theirs
Everyone loves to wish
As if a star will make a new
You'll try to do better
But find your parents’ reflection staring back at you
P.S. This poem is in "response" to This Be The Verse by Philip Larkin. It's a poem I have enjoyed reading over a hundred times and I WISH I could remember which poet said to read a line and then write your own in response. I think it was Safia Elhillo. My memory is failing me here, I’m sorry.
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