For Oscar On His 12th Birthday
Beloved is the heart of gold cast in he
whose dear life for would my own sacrifice -
how quick its forge and youthful alchemy
heat and cool in the pit of fire and ice!
In time the tempered blade becomes the man
yet I brazen youth’s mischiefs will see past
when greater filled do your length of days span
and wider does your gaze and shadow cast.
True is the countenance fair to behold,
fairer still that golden beauty unseen -
hearken unto me the days of this world
and let no fathered rebuke come between.
Lest you want after idols of this realm
seek our God and King in Jerusalem.
Written: March 2012
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