Dad Feeling Cool

I have always been a fan

Of the incomplete completeness

Of Nirvana,

The band

It can never resurface, 

Never come back,

And ironically,

Can never die

The enigma, 

The mystery

And the sheer controversy

Of Kurt Cobain

Is frozen in time

Like Han Solo in sealed in carbonite

But tonight

I was slapped awake

With renewed vigour

Revived respect

And a touch of pride

As my daughter,

18 months of age,

Danced to the music

As though she were there

At a live concert

Watching them play,

Lost in the music,

Shaking her head

Like it was nobody's business

Powerful,

Profound

Stuff

Makes you think

Excuse me

While I think on this

With a touch of pride

And a pinch of jealousy

She doesn't know they're gone

She doesn't know they'll never come back

All she knows

Is the music,

The passion;

Powerful,

Profound

Stuff

© Dean R Boic 2015