Chasing the Ball...
Simply for sake of conversation,
On one chilling, dark December evening,
I challenged my son to one-on-one;
Time offered me the reason.
Spotlights glaring...hours playing,
My tall, gaunt black-haired boy,
Submitting his secrets on that day,
Love I willingly offered to my boy.
That red cobblestone alley...two lives altered,
Girls...friends...not friends...music ~ we discussed;
Countless questions...answers with integrity performed,
Honesty I offered...conquering trust.
So many demons surround us,
Fresh snow...digressive days
When I search for him as the wind argues before and behind us,
My heart shall find my son in that alley...
I love you, Tyler. Mom xo
Copyright © Tamiviolet Manchas | Year Posted 2006
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