To a Son

They told me there is much to know
And wisdom comes with age
Well, I was old long years ago
And knew a boy who was a sage
And, oh, he taught me many things, 
To listen when the warbler sings
And see the sun trapped in the wings
             Of Dragonflies.

He taught me how to love a son
And how to treat a wife
And how a mother's heart is won
And how a man re-shapes his life
To shield a child from want and pain.
When he and I walked in the rain
My world was fresh and green again
             Through his young eyes.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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