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by Chris Sorrenti


    for Jason


Back in hospital
my not so little boy’s packed up
his life and belongings
headed for safety
realizing at 35
there aren’t as many doors open
as used to be

He called an ambulance
while I was out getting groceries
asked him to wait
but he couldn’t
I’m so proud of him

For now
too close to the emotion
uncomfortable flashbacks
to those uncertain days of
Children’s Hospital of Eastern Ontario
self-cutting and suicide watches

20 years seems a lifetime in medicine
hopefully by now they’ll have found
the right diagnosis
correct prescription
a new way to fix and let him fly
my baby eagle with broken wings

© 2018

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06/23/2018

Author's Note: Love, Dad xo. Today is also a special anniversary for me. It was 45 years ago, June 23rd, 1973, that I penned my first serious poem.

Posted on 06/23/2018
Copyright © 2020 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/25/18 at 10:24 AM

45 years of allowing your soul to pour out and your spirit to soar leaving a moving shadow for us to follow - getting larger then smaller as you dipped low and then back up again. It seems a kind of tag team journey, Chris, us both wrestling, both coming out on top, coming up for air as it were. Thank you for your dedication to your gift and for having the courage to share it, like this poem, my friend. Blessings to you for your tender affection and love for your son. Prayer rising up from north Texas for him... and you.

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