Christina A. Sharik
FIRST HAIRCUT

My Son - Michael ReamsWe were off to the barber
my young son and I
for his very first haircut ~
I thought I would cry –
The barber said “hi –
just hop up right here”
As I lifted him up,
I saw his first tear……
“Where’s his dad?”
asked the barber…
He’s in Vietnam.
How much is the haircut?
I asked, feeling numb
“It’s free,” said the barber ~
“it’s the least I can do,
for the Airman, the
young son, and most of all, you”
I looked at the
feathery hair on the floor
a glance back at blond curls
as I opened the door
and I thought to myself,
as we started to leave:
It’s the most expensive
haircut he’ll ever receive.
©Copyright November 24, 2007 by Christina A. Sharik
Author’s Note: For Michael