Men at Forty

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Paul Provenza - Pop

Men at Forty

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Men at forty Learn to close softly The doors to rooms they will not be Coming back to At rest on a stair landing They feel it Moving beneath them now like the deck of a ship Though the swell is gentle And deep in mirrors They rediscover The face of the boy as he practices trying His father's tie there in secret And the face of that father Still warm with the mystery of lather They are more fathers than sons thеmselves now Something is filling thеm, something That is like the twilight sound Of the crickets, immense Filling the woods at the foot of the slope Behind their mortgaged houses

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  • Donald Justice