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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Preface: A poem written to my youngest step-son, whom along with his brother, I raised and consider my very own sons. I presented this to him on his graduation from college. Flesh & Blood One cold and snowy winter day, a man met two young brothers. Man fell in love with both those boys, man then fell for their mother. A silent promise whispered, vowed to love both as his own, man set sail just like Columbus, to places foreign and unknown. Man worked on science projects, and he helped with book reports, he took the boys for haircuts, and signed them up for sports. For boyhood rites of passage, man gave Swiss-Army knives, boys carved away some hours of the best days of their lives. Man sent the boys to private schools, because he knew it would be best, especially for the oldest boy, who wasn’t the least bit studious. The younger boy more scholarly, never swayed by fad or crowd, both schoolboys very different, both made man very proud. Man seldom missed the brother’s games for he was their proudest fan, but concealed amongst the hockey bags, was the gift they gave the man. Being important to a child was worth more than a priceless Monet, being dependable as dark skies each night and high tide every day. Like a ship that lost it’s mooring, man lost track of where he’d been, but was saved from likely wreckage, by the gift they gave to him. The boys made the man responsible, and the surprising reality, is what brings out the worst in some men, brought the best man out of me. Of my flesh, you may not be, you may not share my blood, but deep inside my heart and soul, burns a father’s sacred love. Winning a million dollars, would dwarf in comparison, to the treasures you’ve bestowed on me since you became my son. c Copyright 2006
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