Cowboy up part 2
He’s just a man
and after 30 years
I begin to understand
when you were raised rod and not gentle hand
a bull arises new and old fears
He’s just a man
To see a frightened son stand
his faced dusted with tears
not something one can aband
So to the spark you take a fan
To raise a voice that shakes the boy and steer
he’s just a man
A threat of a blow that could land
Leads to being frozen like a deer
he’s just a man
You instill then your grit and sand
with hopes he’ll learn how you are dear
he’s just a man
I begin to understand
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This reminded me of the moment in my 20s when I had this realization that my parents were just people that also had no idea what they were doing. And then I had a kid and I REALLY understood the idea of being “just a [woman]” in this world.