Her Ambition
I had wanted her to be a doctor or a lawyer
Something middle class that could give me
a reflecting glory. It was not to be, my secret
ambition was not hers.
After college she took evening classes learning
to be a hairdresser, got a diploma she was proud
of, I hung it on the wall in my study and packed
my dreams in golden regrets.
She has moved out now, my daughter who grew
up without a mother, she work in a market town
doing peoples hair; the distance between us has
widened and it makes me sad.
I never pushed my wishes on her never told her
what to be in life, although I bought law and medical
books, the latter
made me a hypochondriac.
made me a hypochondriac.
So we do not talk anymore about anything at all.
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