V. Mickey's School Pictures
The pictures show your thickly curling hair,
The mane you grew as teenage passage rite,
That now you can't believe you'd ever wear.
Looking back, you see that Mom was right.
The pictures show that aviator frame,
The flexing, steel-tough brand we always bought.
Our glasses heritage you now reclaim:
Your tiny wires are cool, but cost a lot.
The pictures only hint at who you are:
You never knew that you were really smart;
Your teachers never saw your shining star;
You never felt in comfort with your heart.
You wear your hair too short these days, you know.
But I don't worry, Son, cause it'll grow.