For Oscar On His 6th Birthday
Truly it is no small mercy but some
more noble importance favoured on me.
You are a child in time whose time has come
and I love you, Little Man, desperately!
For I am cheerful in hope and all things
that the bright stars are yours to daring aim,
and guide you to the Valley of the Kings
or ghost ship treasure on the Spanish Main.
Let adventure and crossing fill your days
and may God watch over you to your grave,
so learn well beginning in fleeting phase
that time is your master and not your slave.
You are to me by a nature so great
living proof good things come to those who wait.
Written: March 2006
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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