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It’s disconcerting

to see my own image

in the barroom mirror

and see my father’s eyes

and my father’s face

It’s only my second beer

so no lysergic vision

The foam on the beer

provides little comfort

as I ponder my reality

I really am that old now

I really have gotten old

I may not have become my father

but I have become more like my father

I just pray

that it’s in the right ways

and not the wrong ones