Son

I no longer go out a lot because of you I'm happy for it I would rather save for your future or for the toys you would want to buy and show to your friends I have had many friends We had carried each other Even now I see that you will grow up to be a leader, a hero, a voice It is easy for you to stand out or blend in It is easy for you to beam But shadows fall There is a wound in the dark So I keep my distance I return to my cave In time I will explain Even now you ask I see it in your eyes Sometimes you even avoid me But we will be together again You and your sister We will go to the park We will look at the birds You will wonder about many things You will be thrilled just as I was thrilled when you were born like a sun burning inside your mom's womb In a room filled with dread the light of your eyes drove it away We would break the bread the next day but you were too young to receive it A baby in the woods indeed A flower that springs from my seed in order to be his own language his own edifice Such solemn songs would you compose from solitude or solid ground as I set at the end of the day