Grow up to the death of your dreams
and play them out in sour pantomime,
So everyone can see,
you never gave up
on propriety.
Mom and dad aren't in love.
They're just pretending to be,
sometimes, and this
is the lesson we've stayed to give
your entire life: oh child of mine,
This
is what love
and adulthood are like.
To believe in so much,
and give up on so hard,
and resolve so strong
to pretend through your teeth
and to teach the young
you must do what is right:
stay. Give your example to them
of relationship.
Teach them how much they must accept,
how little
they can expect from it.
Smile in their faces,
recalling with a tear, how grateful you are
your own parents
taught you to take things so far.
And yet, so near
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