Blue Caboose Train of Thought
This little kid is the best of me
Seems as if sometimes was raising me
Before he was winged was reading peeps
By age 2-3 he was cop blocking
Named him Tahj his life has a plan
He has the heart of a renaissance man
He’s methodical quite particular and
Middle name Micah like a prophet he’s grand
As a single mom I did not play
I was mean, I was kind, I was cray cray
Yet so divine is the power of love
He grew up fine despite times he stays up
The book of Micah is a reader for life sir
It’s a train of thought blue caboose
Took him to Carrowinds for a fun day
He looked at the coaster said “It don’t look safe”
Not many kids would think that way
So water log, bumper cars, arcade in the shade.
20 years later lupus gave me dilemma
Could barely walk lupus sucks I remember
Feeling weak, wrong for being indigo ill
But my number 1 son held it down with chill
The book of Micah is a reader for life sir.
It’s a train of thought blue caboose.
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