Weight of Life
Oh how I think of the meals
you have missed,
so your kids could sit proud
at the table.
The holes in your clothes
and sweat on your brow, so
we could stand tall
in our name.
I've heard all the stories
of you back in your day,
and the doubt that
circled your heart.
When it came time to settle
and raise up your kids,
you're ten times the
man you once knew.
To show us the value
in everyday life
is a lesson that
gold could not buy.
You will leave me with
more than a billionaire's son
as we, too, are rich
in our own way.
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