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On My Son's Prom Night I Think of Fiddler on the Roof
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Edwin Romond


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I need to speak with Tevye
and tell him I know now
how our children get to be
so tall, how I don’t remember

growing older — when did they?
I see my son, Liam, stunning
in his tux, on his way to dancing
all night at the prom, his time

of SpongeBob and Barney
a fleeting decade ago. I wish
I could sit with Tevye and
ask him what to do now

to be a father to my son
in his beginning manhood years
certain to be laden with happiness
and tears. But maybe wise

old Tevye would just shrug
his milkman’s shoulders,
pour us both some vodka,
raise his glass and say

the only words a parent can say:
L'chaim, to life!” and wherever
it takes our children
between sunrise and sunset.


This poem first appeared in the NJCTE Journal.
Used here with permission.

 



Edwin Romond  is a poet, playwright, and composer. Now retired, he taught English for more than 30 years in Wisconsin and New Jersey. Edwin's award-winning work has appeared in numerous literary journals, college text books, and anthologies, and has been featured on National Public Radio. His newest collection, Man at the Railing, from NYQ Books, recently won the Laura Boss Narrative Poetry Award. A native of Woodbridge, New Jersey, Edwin now lives in Wind Gap, Pennsylvania, with his wife. Learn more about him at www.edwinromond.com.

        

 

 


Post New Comment:
Richherm :
Right on the mark. An emotional journey taken by most. Loved it...lived it. Richard Herman
Posted 05/25/2019 11:01 PM
Jo:
Thank you for this poignant poem and for the message I hear of LIVE ALL YOU CAN between sunrise and sunset.
Posted 05/25/2019 11:25 AM
Jean Colonomos-1:
Oh those special memories, and where did the time go? We were busy living them.
Posted 05/25/2019 10:41 AM


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