Green Onion Bagel (III)

I remember
that day that
I finally
heard the words
Grandson,
I believe
you are old enough
to help

Beaming
at the boiling
water below,
I imagined bragging
and boasting
the other boys
would be
so impressed

But when I
grabbed that
golden ring,
offered it for inspection
I only heard
No! Oh no!
That one isn’t
ready yet

And I knew
neither was I






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