Robert Hershon poems
Sentimental Moment Or Why Did The Baguette Cross The Road?
- by Robert Hershon 27
Don't fill up on breadI say absent-mindedly
The servings here are huge
My son, whose hair may be
receding a bit, says
Did you really just
say that to me?
What he doesn't know
is that when we're walking
together, when we get
to the curb
I sometimes start to reach
for his hand