VAULT - Blogtober 2020

VAULT

As a young boy I roamed jolly carefree

Wearing my heart on my sleeve feeling open

Emoting vulnerable raw emotion 

My life it seemed nothing but jubilee

A dark mentor that I could not foresee

Hope for a good role model lay broken

Wanting "I love you" words left unspoken

Emotional shrapnel heart's debris

Two men pulled at me like a tug-a-war

Uncle Johnny fighting for righteous light

Father pushing toward darkness all his might

Risk and expose your heart to love exalt

One's advice I'd cherish one I'd abhor

You modeled to keep your heart in a vault

--Shenandoah Lynd 

(a Petrarchan sonnet)