What having a son is like

George Polley, Sr. as a young boy

It is like standing
in front of God
with my roots running
deep into the earth


one day some other
man will stand here his
roots running into mine
rooted and awestruck
as I am

as all his ancestors
rise up shouting!

(This poem was published in the North Country Anvil (Minnesota) in 1077)

~  ~  ~  ~

The boy in the photo is my father, George Polley, Sr., taken around 1908.

About gwpj

Originally from Seattle, I now live in Sapporo, Japan, where I write, explore this city, read widely, and ask questions about things that i see as important. I'm also an author, with three novels published ("The Old Man and The Monkey", "Grandfather and The Raven", and "Bear: a story about a boy and his unusual dog"). For more information about my writing, drop by my website, at www.geogepolleyauthor.com.
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1 Response to What having a son is like

  1. Bad Wolf says:

    Damn that’s way older than Minnesota!

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