Magic

By Gene Lass

My boy

Perpetually dressed

In his brown loafers

Cargo pants

And soft jacket

Had pockets to spare

Loving them

Like his father

And great grandfather before him

In the breast pocket he carried

His magic superball

That helped him be brave

At the doctor’s office

Where he won the hearts of nurses

And flirted while on the scale

With the ball

Was his plastic Green Lantern ring

An official replica

No more official than

The blue, red, orange, black and white replicas

He kept in the closet

But only green was in his pocket

At all times

Only green was powerful

Because he knew it was real

Green Lantern was the hero

The good guy

And so was he

Brave to the end

To infinity and beyond

(for Shane)