Inspired by the ancient “Ship of Theseus.”
Over years, pieces of the ship were replaced so that none
of the original remained. Was it still the same ship?

A loving dad and daughter hug,
both on the verge of giggles.

They know this game well.
Their cheeks touch, then don’t.
Is it still a hug?

He removes an encircling arm.
He backs away an inch.
Is it still a hug?

They’re standing apart,
two people sharing love.
It’s still a hug.

He drives away to college.
I’m on the verge of tears.

He stays in touch by email,
comes back on school breaks.
Is he still my son?

He moves to an apartment.
Adds a wife, a house, two kids.
Is he still my son?

We live three states apart.
I share love with new people.
He’s still my son.