My Son, My Friend
Pride swelled watching
stumbling first steps
tentative footfall led
to running carpet manuvers
Growing ever faster
Little imaginary world
He wants me to join the fun
returning pretend laser fire
I twitch on the ground
direct hit! He giggles and runs for cover
Always shying hearing Grownups
'Gosh you look like Dad'!
Walking away he looks to me and smiles
Cons me into icecream
asking why the sun goes away at night
Copyright © Steve Voorhees | Year Posted 2009
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