Growing Up Son Poems

Father – thy name is Strength
			And Courage	
				And Wisdom

Forever art thou the castle
			And the Fortress
					Of my Faith

Thy name shall be eternal
			Within the Mansions
				Of my many Dreams

They...

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I can hear your heartbeat inside me 
Even though you're gone. 
I prayed for you my whole life.  
You finally came,  
So full...

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To My Son, On Your Wedding Day


From the moment I first held you tight,
I knew you’d fill the world with light;
Through scraped-up knees and growing...

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An Amazing Son
 I wouldn’t trade you for the world.
 I enjoy spending time with ya.
 All my belongings will be yours one day.
 You...

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Now he speaks with words so clear,
His aims increase with every year.
He’s growing up with height and grace,
Yet, gives us all the same embrace.
The world...

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The Lie

I am an insect waiting to be squashed!

I stare hard at the ground
as if fascinated, enthralled by it
while, above, eyes of cold-cobalt  
wait...

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Siddhartha (The Buddha) 
by Hermann Hesse
translation by Michael R. Burch

In the house-shade,
by the sunlit riverbank beyond the bobbing boats,
in the Salwood forest’s deep shade,
beneath the...

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ROOTS

A fallen seed left bare and alone
Whisked away far from home
She lives in the shadows, waiting for the day
When the warmth and light would come...

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Detest away.
Whatever you say.
Have it your way.
Who cares anyway?

It doesn’t matter if it’s true.
It’s what you believe… you.
Words from mouths. 
No matter how it sounds....

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Going through a closet,
I was quite surprised to find
Several shopping bags of t-shirts
That my son had left behind.

While looking at them, one by one,
I realized...

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Again, again, I ask, “So tell me, son,
how was your day?” Thirty-four sanctions,
and seven detentions since September’s start.
How can you be so brilliant yet so...

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Their toys are all strewn across every room
Each soon to be broken or lost.
Their books are forlorn, all tattered and torn
In the corner where they...

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You were a heathen 
a tormenting toddler 
now a grown young man...

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My two sons will always be part of my life
I had always watched them with that special drive
When your kids were born, I looked into...

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TIS thine bottled tat's tasked whence be thine edge
Be naught in wallows dew supine vogue cast
Youth triumphed hour as a young promised fledge
Barkeeper, be thoust...

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