Rite Of Passage | First Haircut

by Samuel De Lemos

I took my son for
his first
barbershop
experience.

He quietly sits
on the booster chair,
to receive his
introductory,
big-boy haircut.

It’s a rite of passage—
complete with
the smell of barber’s
powder and after-shave lotion,

the sound of hair
clippers and hand
scissors working
themselves around
his ears.

He just turned 5,
and he sits perfectly still,
like Rodin’s, Thinking Man
sculpture at the Louvre.

His pre-kindergarten hair,
falls solemnly to the ground.
It’s an end of a chapter in his
promising young life.

Out he walks, opening the door,
to face the cold harsh world,
with red lollipop in hand.