For Oscar On His 16th Birthday
Take not for granted mercies near and dear
nor cede to a careless pride, but rather
incline yourself to elemental care
and honour true your mother and father.
All I ask from the sinews of my heart
is not live a fool and think yourself wise,
and that our two swords never smite apart
or we laud ourselves too far in God’s eyes.
Fear not this life, this world, this mortal end
for both its burdens and rewards are great -
follow its road wherever it may wend
and I hence from shall on your return wait.
With all I am I’ll love the son you are
no matter how old, how close, or how far.
Written: March 2016
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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