Son
I no longer go out a lot because of you
I'm happy for it I would rather save
for your future or for the toys you
would want to buy and show to your friends
I have had many friends We had carried each other
Even now I see that you will grow up
to be a leader, a hero, a voice
It is easy for you to stand out or blend in
It is easy for you to beam
But shadows fall
There is a wound in the dark
So I keep my distance
I return to my cave
In time I will explain
Even now you ask
I see it in your eyes
Sometimes you even avoid me
But we will be together again
You and your sister
We will go to the park
We will look at the birds
You will wonder about many things
You will be thrilled
just as I was thrilled when you were born
like a sun burning inside your mom's womb
In a room filled with dread
the light of your eyes drove it away
We would break the bread the next day
but you were too young to receive it
A baby in the woods indeed
A flower that springs from my seed
in order to be his own language
his own edifice
Such solemn songs would you compose
from solitude or solid ground
as I set at the end of the day
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