To Oscar on His 15th Birthday
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Juvenescence shines like the sun's slow climb,
and I see a bird not yet flown its cage;
I hear the footsteps in the march of time -
a journey of self, a coming of age!
For you, Peter Pan on wings of an elf
who the power of eternal youth seeks,
must fly its limits lest your second self
hidden from you conceal your own mystiques!
So seek not Neverland - not yours or mine,
and love your God with all your heart and soul,
nor misspeak and cast your pearls before swine
for all that you do bears a living toll.
And son, in your shared purpose be like them
whoso rise above the hubris of men.
Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2015