i used to be so embarrassed
when my dad
would take me to the grocery store
his plaid shorts
tattered tee-shirt
aviator sunglasses
white socks
in flip flops
this afternoon
i took my son to the grocery store
and caught a glimpse
of myself in the reflection
of the glass door
just before it opened
automatically
and i smiled
i get it now,
dad
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Bryan, Nice poem, brought back memories of my father! ! I rate a 10