I wonder how it must feel
to be a little boy
and hear things like,
“Big Boys don’t cry”
When emotions come to you
As naturally as the air you breathe
Will you one day choke on them
Swallow them completely
Into a bottle
And I wonder,
As you grow into this big boy
Will your tears have dried
The ones that were meant for loss
And happiness
And triumph
And beauty
And welcoming your child into this world
I wonder how you must feel.
When for so long, you’ve been told not to.
Now, a big boy.
Who’s never felt,
So little.
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