A short poem.
I know this road and its been rough, but have I done enough?
What will I tell my oldest son, when he asks what I have done
When its time for me to go, how will I compare?
When my eyes play tricks on me..Should I put trust in what I see?
sometimes the person that I see in the mirror isn’t me
when its all said and done, will I be content with what Ive done
Looking backwards should I see, something good in me?
Which me will people know and what will my pages show?
Will the story I have written be one my sons will want to know
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