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K C DOES NOT MEAN KANSAS CITY TO ME
it as a winsome time
it was a wondrous time
it was a time of woe
because even the universe didn't know
as i'd watch him grow
i didn't know that which i needed to know
or where to go
as i'd watch him grow
praying for benevolence
and meandering through a maze of malevolence
would i
could i
and what about all the mistakes i could make
whilst all the time knowing i was 3/4 a fake
and as for error only God knew
he understood i could make more than a few
i had problems of my own
some apparent, some unknown
he was so tiny
just a fistfull of uncertainty
and what if had been an emergency
we'd share a toy and joy while at play
but with each sun rose another fear plagued day
he was counting on me
while ambiguity was mounting on me
still he seemed to thrive
and where in this small town called life would he arrive
would he turn out to be like me
and thankfully he did not
for i had only one shot
one chance at rearing him
whilst, at times, fearing the grim
never frightened of him but of what could turn out to be
because of helpless me
fearing the outcome
while trying in earnest desperation to remain numb
yet here sit i
with still more fears to defy
sixty-something years later or so
and god still knows i didn't know
yet he turned out to be a gift of grace
with a father who still has more anguish to face
he was destiny's decree
and today he is a father
a man
and a better man than me
or ever could hope to be
he handles responsibility responsibly and with sense
while i teeter on a sienna brown fence
and me sans any defense
yes, he grew up hell bent on being that which i was unable
trying to make the truth out of an often told fable
while somehow he turned out to transcend doing all right
with a past un-tarnished and a future bright
 (c) 2012...~free cee!~

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