What’s to be said after you are called out?
Maybe skills learned seventy years earlier emerge?
Lenny was bitter, outraged by our neglect.
Sid and I had eaten lunch without him.
In truth we’d never thought of Lenny.
We had included him in our semi-annual
Lunch five months earlier.
As usual, we had been four couples.
But, I digress, for I wish to speak of children;
those poor defensive creatures intent on control.
We had violated Lenny’s world,
maybe out of indifference, possibly by intention.
I hoped my eyes did not convey
a seven-year-old’s sense of power.
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