Winterfell
When hot meets cold
Things become lukewarm
How does that figure?
Does it mean hot won since
There’s no chill in lukewarm
Only warmth?
I’ve debated for so long
Over this crazy phenomenon
As a parent especially
With a cool cat teenager.
How swell!!
Who responds to my outbursts like
The icy wall of Winterfell
I don’t know how many more times
I can hurl myself
Against that impenetrable, unmoving wall of a son
Before I break into a million pieces
Before my emotions overwhelm me to extinction
I want to say I hate him
Maybe that will help ease my pain
I want to say I love him
He’s my son for goodness sake
Yet I can’t, I feel so deep
This hurt that won’t go away
Why won’t he listen? Why won’t I?
Have we reached that dreaded father/son impasse?
Is this the end of our family tie?
Never. Never. Never. Never. Never give in to fear, hopelessness, or fatigue. The Captain of your ship is never absent from His post.